The future is uncertain

Joseph Piemann, Guest Writer

When I was 7 or 8, I remember sitting in a car. We drove off and went on the freeway then suddenly a car hit our car. It just started spinning and finally hit a wall. People came and helped me and my mom. Soon I was at the hospital being put to sleep so they could do surgery on me. I woke up in a hospital bed wondering will I make out or will I be here forever.