So hey yeah, I just almost died.

I was just in a car crash.

Which if you know me well, you know that it's my worst irrational fear.

So I can barely type, so excuse any typos.

Anyways, I only have seatbelt burn thank God. I'm not sure about my mom's injuries, and Vincent hit his head on the window, but not very hard. The lady in the other car wasn't hurt either, as far as I know; she was out and walking around and talking to my mom, so I'm assuming that she was okay.

Oh my God, there are so many ways that could have turned out differently. If the car had been lower, and not a Jeep, for example, then the crash would have hit us and not right below our seats. Also, if Vincent wasn't in the car, I would have been in the front passenger seat, where the biggest force of the hit occured, I could have been killed on impact. And if I hadn't seen the car right before it hit, since I was sitting in the middle and had no wall on my other side, and tensed up like I did, I probably would have gotten whiplash or some shit like that.

And it was the third dream. The third dream. When my mom was my age, she had three dreams about her house catching fire. Her house caught fire the next day. And now, last night was my third dream about a car crash, and BOOM it happened. That alone almost scares me more than the crash did...