Life is Fragile

This is a post that I made on myspace, and I just thought that I would post it here. It happened on Thanksgiving night:
I am very saddened today. Last night Eric and I decided to celebrate Thanksgiving at the Breakfast Club. We left around 2:30. We were driving down South Blvd. and we came upon a terrible car accident that had happened seconds before we got there. The car was still in motion from hitting a utility pole. The glass was still spreading across the ground. The spare tire was still rolling. If we had gotten there 5 seconds earlier, Eric and I would have been involved in this wreck. We immediately pulled over, and saw a scene that pretty much horrified the both of us. There were 3 people in the car, covered in blood, and 1 guy got out of the car dripping blood. I saw that the driver, a young girl, was needing help. She was covered in blood, and glass was imbedded in her face from hitting the windshield. Her friend kept moving her head around, and I just got recertified in first aid and CPR. They teach you not to move someone that has been injured that badly. Her friend decided he wanted to try to move her and we all screamed at him not to All of her friends were so drunk they weren't listening. She was badly injured, but could still talk. I walked over and saw that there were also two young men pinned into the back seat, and bleeding pretty badly. Everyone just tried to keep the girl talking until the ambulance arrived. They finally arrived after what seemed a lifetime, and had to use the jaws of life to get them out of the car. I couldn't even move, I was in complete shock at what I was witnessing.
As they were getting her out of the car, I was talking to the brother and sister that witnessed the entire thing. They said that she was going about 70-80mph, on South Blvd. and hit a curb, lost control of the car, and hit a utility pole. The couple was walking on South Blvd., and were only a few feet from the pole that she hit. If they would have been walking a few steps faster, she would have hit them. I couldn't really tell from talking to her, but I am pretty sure that she was driving drunk. I don't know any sober people that go that fast down South Blvd, and all of her friends reeked of alcohol.
I woke up this morning and read that she died when she got to the hospital. She was only 27 years old. I was devastated. I didn't even know this girl, but I was deeply saddened. This girl pretty much spent her last moments on earth trying to talk to me and Eric, and some others. It really makes you realise how fragile life is. We are not guaranteed another day. I am sure when she walked out the door to go out last night, that she could never guess it would be her last. She was my age. I am sure she had a family that loved her, and will never get her back. This night will always be with me.
An odd series of events kept us from being involved in this accident. First, Eric said he was going to take South Blvd home, and I asked him why b/c it is not really the way we ever go home. He said, "I don't know, I just want to" We then saw a couple fighting at Fuel pizza, and when the light turned green, Eric didn't immediately go b/c he was watching them. When we got up the road to La Paz, a girl stepped out into the road, and we almost hit her. Eric slowed down and rolled down the window to yell at her. I believe that is about the time the large, black SUV went flying past us. I think one of us even commented that they were going entirely too fast. Those odd things that happened took just enough time for us to avoid being in the accident with them. God was really looking after us that night.
People I am begging you to never drive after you have been drinking. This was a major reality check. Eric always drives me wherever I need to go, but I know I have friends that have tried to drive after having a few too many. Please, please, please don't. I don't want to have something like this happen to someone I love or care about.