Dear Journal, This past November, Dad and I were involved in a head on collision with a drunk driver. By the grace of God, Dad was unscathed. As for me, however, I was not as lucky. Besides leaving me with a broken leg, wrist, collarbone, nose, I also received multiple bruises, cuts, and lacerations. When I arrived at the hospital, I was rushed into surgery to repair all of the damage. At one point during the surgery, I stopped breathing for an entire minute. For the next couple of weeks, the hospital was my home. However, it was not all bad. My best friends, Bonnie Combs, and Shea, Stacy, and Sarah Thompson, visited me daily. After I was discharged from the hospital, I was sent to Thompson Rehabilitation Center. Due to the fact that the Thompsons owned the facility, I did not have to pay for my treatment, therapy, and room and board. Even after I left the place, my Physical Therapist was still free. Up until today, Mrs. Thompson had been my PT. As you have probably guessed by now, I have not been back to my school since the accident. Because of all of the school that I had to miss, my family and I thought that it would be best if I was homeschooled for the remainder of my Junior year. While at TRC, Quinn Rocha, my kind and awesome tutor, came by the center and helped me with my assignments. She also came to my house after I got home. Thanks to her help, I was able to keep up with my classes. Speaking of school, I will be returning to Brocket Academy, a K-12 school for students with learning disabilities, to see my friends perform in the Last Day Assembly. I am truly excited about returning to a school that I have called home since Kindergarten.