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Thsi particular thing happend to me when I was 18. It was back in August of 2009. Where I live, I can ride my bike up to Old Dutch. I had to go get some things for supper that day. You may think this is funny, but every time I leave my dad tells me to be careful and I come back home safe every time. Well on this particular day, I left the without him knowing that I had left. So, I went on my merry way. When I got close to the store, something bad happend. I got hit by car. My bike turned the opposite way and I went to the ground while I was still on the bike. I reached down and tryed to stop myself and get off the bike and get out the way. Well, I couldn't. As I kept falling, I put 1 hand on the bike and I put my other hand on the car. That didn't do no good. I got down to the road and turned my head. When i turned my head, the front tire of the car was extremely close to my face. I yelled Jesus and when I did, the car stopped, and backed up. The only injury that I recieved from that accident was a spranged ankle. God is the only reason that I'm actually alive. I think him for that. GOD IS GREAT