I remember the fear in my brother's eyes. I remember every thought that ran through my head at that very moment. I remember everything. The moment I looked up from my phone and realized we were driving straight into another car at full speed. At that moment, I thought I would never see my brother, my family, my friends, or anyone else again. The moment I realized our vehicle was approaching the back of another car, I closed my eyes tight and prayed it was just an accident. dream. I was hoping to wake up any minute from this horrible nightmare I was living in. At the moment of impact, I saw my whole life flash before my eyes, as if it were an amateur film playing in my head. I saw myself at seven years old, climbing my dad's sacred apple trees and swimming in the stream on hot July days. I saw eleven-year-old me nervously walk through the doors for my first day of middle school, anxiously flipping through my planner, praying that the next three years would pass quickly. I revisited eighth grade dance, twirling and dancing the night away and having the time of my life. I finally opened my eyes and for a moment everything was confusing. My mind couldn't process this incident. I couldn't believe this had actually happened to us. I finally knew it was reality when I felt my brother lying on top of me. For a split second I thought that my older brother, the one who was always there for me, my best friend from the moment I was born, was dead. I started to panic. I nervously started shaking uncontrollably. I could feel the anxious sweat and tears streaming down my face. As I prepared to start screaming for help, he finally sat up and looked at me. I immediately felt a wave of relief spread throughout my body. I had never felt this way... middle of paper... he was a superhero whose words had magical powers, because every time he said them it seemed like suddenly everything was okay. After several x-rays, MRIs and numerous tests, the doctor decided that we were fine and had only minor injuries. My brother left with a fractured knee and crutches, while I had a broken neck and wrist, facial abrasions and severe back pain. My brother and I didn't have a care in the world before the accident. We were casually carrying on, talking and laughing about everything under the sun like we usually did. I now suffer from migraines due to the head trauma I suffered in the accident, and he has become extremely overprotective of me, but otherwise we are both perfectly fine. I'm extremely grateful that we were able to walk away from the terrible wreck, but I'm most of all grateful to have my big brother still here with me today.