I'm in my car just exiting a freeway. I make a right and see a gas station on the left hand side that I need to go to. I get in the middle lane where I can turn. Unfortunately, there's a huge car in front of me just stopped so it's blocking my view from seeing oncoming traffic. I slowly pull my car out, enough so I can see oncoming traffic, and there are a lot of cars coming that way. It's not safe to turn yet. Finally, I feel like there's a chance for me to get to the gas station. I pull forward a little and I see a car speeding towards me.
It's a convertible car and the driver is a lady in her late 30's to mid 40's. She is clearly on her cell phone and she doesn't brake. I close my eyes and she crashes into me. I spin 180 degrees. I open my eyes to see if other cars are going to crash into me but I am still in the middle lane so no other cars are hitting me.
Somehow, the other driver and I end up at the gas station. I was about to be polite and nice but I see that she's being rude and yelling at me saying it was my fault. I yell back and tell her she was on her cell phone and that when the cops get here, they're going to agree with me. We go into the gas station to try and get a phone or something. We're shoving each other to get in and we're pushing each other even inside the store. She says something about having already called the cops.
It's now night time and the cops are still not here. I go outside where she is and I realize she hasn't called the cops at all, she was lying to me. I yell at her and tell her I'm going to call the cops. Somebody else must have called them because 2 cop cars pull up and all the eyewitnesses to our accident is already lined up for the cops to question them. The lady and I are still arguing and I realize that she's one of the women I know from River City Correctional facility. She didn't call the cops because she had just gotten out and is on probation, this would put her back in jail. I start crying when I realize that. I ask her what the maximum time would be for her to be in jail/prison if I report her to the cops--she tells me 4-5yrs. I don't know what to do but my car is totaled. I decide that I'm still going to tell the cops because I can't afford to pay this myself.
The cops line us up and separate people into groups. My boyfriend is with me. Some guy comes to us with a tape recorder and tells us to go and tell us what happened. Words won't come out of me and I try to hold in my tears. Finally, when I start to talk, this guy tells me my time is up.
"But I haven't told you my side of the story!!!!"
Guy: "Too bad, your time is up."
I start crying even more because now the other driver has a chance to win this case if they don't hear my side. The guy now points the tape recorder to my boyfriend. My boyfriend starts telling him how we exited the freeway and we got in the middle lane to turn and then he just stops talking. I yell at him to tell him what happened but my boyfriend is speechless. Then his time is up.
And then... I wake up.
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