posted on Jan, 16 2014 @ 12:32 PM
Florida...Well what can I say..Just an unbelievable place. The biggest place i have ever seen said Rebecca as she shut the door of the van. I wanna
live here so i can have a top tan!. We laughed as we traveled back to the hotel. We got back and sat round the swimming pool. Drinking beer and
singing songs. It was the last night of our holidays before we travelled back to Manchester England. And a perfect one at that.
The next morning we all awoke groggy and in desperate need of "Another 5 mins" of sleep. There were 6 of us altogether. All friends for a while.
Rebecca (Bex) was a true friend. I had known her since we were kids. We hung out a lot. She always did her best to keep me on the right track, Which
was not always easy as let's just say, I could be a real handful. The truth was i lost my father at 17 and went off the rails. She always gently held
my hand and for for some reason I always listened to her. The only person in the world I did listen to. I also had respect for her, And despite her
being pretty I thought of her more as a sister (unlike all other pretty women back then). We had breakfast, I remember putting bacon in one of the
guys shoes lol. He knew it was me straight away. Bex turned to me and said those words that I can hear to this day. "If i died today, I couldn't
care less. This is the best 2 weeks of my life". I just said I know what you mean. This place is unreal. We put the bags in the van and off we went
heading for the airport. The heat was searing. I had no top on as usual. Bex was sat next to me with her head on my shoulder, Eyes closed. We were sat
in the back as we were not old enough to drive the van over there due to insurance. There was a loud Bang, And the van started to jolt from side to
side... "WTF was that?" I blurted out...The next thing the wheel dug into the tarmac and we were flipping over. I remember hitting my head on the
glass window and it smashing. I opened my eyes and could just see the sun beating down on me. I felt something warm trickling down my face. I got up
quick and fell back down wondering where I was, And what the hell just happened??...It was soon obvious to me that we had crashed big time. This was
no joke, I could see a big scrape mark on the tarmac and got up and followed it. How come I was outside and I could not see the van?. I was literally
red with my own blood. I felt my head there was a opened wound I remember thinking "This ain't happening, It's a dream" I saw the back of the van
so I went to the side and pulled one of the guys out. He was dazed but looked ok. Those screams i heard in general from everyone were haunting, I
never want to hear that again. I looked for Bex. The van had stopped in the woods at the side of the freeway and I could not see properly. I climbed
in the van and saw her...She was not moving, Her eyes were flickering. I held her gently but I was sleepy. I could tell with the position she was in,
That she was seriously injured. I remember holding her and hearing a helicopter. Then American voices. It was just like you see on the films, I could
not see very clear and everything sounded slowed down. Something sharp went in my leg then that was it...I was gone...I awoke in hospital....It don't
really matter what happened next. All I know is six of us went on holiday and only 5 came home alive....Unfortunately Rebecca did not make it. She
died aged 23. The same age as me. A long time has passed since then. I'm 43 now. A bit wiser but still lost come to think of it. I'm older now and
that day changed me. From then on I did not put myself first anymore or take people for granted. It's not the end of the world if something goes
wrong (though it feels like it at times)...When something happens I often think, I wonder what she would do?.