well on Thursday,April 8, 2004, my family and I got into a serious car accident. We were driving to San Fransisco and all of a sudden, my family and I see a car, hit the guardrail, fly up, spin around, and hit our car. Sadly, it hit my dad and caused him to be classified into criticle condition. He was bleeding through his eyes,ears, nose and mouth and from other places I couldn't tell. When then car had all the windows blown out, I was in the back and wasn't enough hurt to tell so I hopped out of the car window and around the car. To see my mom with a huge lump on her head and then my grandma with blood and my sister with a huge black eye, it was scary. Then, to see my dad, with all this blood and not breathing at first, scared me so bad. Then he started to breathe, but had blood and other fluids in his lungs. So he was tryin to breathe, but wasn't getting alot of air. As I was freaking out, I was trying to calm my dad down, by holding his hands from trying to lift the car celing off of him, and not very hrad, but smacking his face to keep him awake. It worked for the most part, and he even opened his eye to see me before he closed them. Then, the workers made me get away and took me into the ambulance. That was the last I saw of my dad's face, until the hospital. When I got to the hospital, I was put in the same room as my sister. She had a big black eye and was wearing a neck brace. Wasn't pretty. Later that night, i saw my mom and my grandma. My mom had a big lump on her head and broke her ankle in 3 places. My grandma only had a broken finger. When I saw my dad, I broke down. With a bunch of wires on him and not the greatest breathing happening with the breathing tube, it would scare even the fearless. He wasn't doing to great as we could see, but the doctors had done tests and x-rays and cat scans and everything possible to help him. All that mattered to me right then and there and even now, is that he is still breathing. He is progressing everyday and even wiggled his toes and moved his leg and neck for us. For the doctors he squeezed his hand and opened his eyes, but that was in the helicopter and before surgery. I just have on thing to ask. That if everyone could just pray for my dad and ask God for him to stay aliuve, that my mom,sister and grandmother recover and become better. I don't care what religion you are, just please pray for my family. If you did that, I am thankful and thank you with all of my heart. For people who have been through sumthing like this, you know how it is and what needs to be done. Also that miricles can happen. Well, that was my story, and there is more to come. I pray to God everyday for life of my dad and understand how valueable life really is. Thank you to everyone who cares enough and isn't afraid to pray. Thank you. Rachel