It was just a typical bright and sunny day. I was cruising down the streets in my brand new shiny red truck. I had just gotten a job at my local fire department and I was so enthusiastic to start work. As I was driving, I didn’t know how it happened. My mind just went absolutely blank. It was so blank that I didn’t realize I was driving into a building and onto the second floor. I was thinking of something else, and suddenly BAM! I look out the driver’s window, and there I am hanging, hanging out of the wall. I heard a crack, and I felt the truck slowly, oh so slowly, falling. I knew that I had to get out. As I scrambled out of the driver’s seat towards the back door, I felt the truck tilt back and forth like a weighing scale. I immediately froze and waited for the truck to stop moving.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that I had gathered quite a crowd down below. People stood on the sidewalk and spilled out onto the street. Some cars even stopped to take a look at the beautiful mess before they had to keep moving because someone honked at them. I could see people murmuring and whispering to each other. They were probably all wondering how the heck I managed to get myself up there, and even I can’t answer that question. I inched slowly to the back door and I could feel the truck slowly shifting with my weight. The truck was so long, that by the time I got 5 or so inches closer to the back door the truck started shaking violently again. I took a deep breath and told myself that it was now or never. I sprinted for the door, and I could feel the truck beneath me thrashing like a fish out of water. I finally got to the door. I pulled with all the power I had left in me but the door wouldn’t budge. The truck was starting slip, so I knew this was my last chance. I kicked the door open and I instantly regretted that. My toe felt like it had been dipped into honey and stuck into a bee hive. I jumped onto the second floor just as truck went tumbling down and crashing onto the street. Luckily the spectators were smart enough to get out of the way and no one was hurt, well except the truck. I lost my job and my toenail that day, but I saved what was most important to me, my life.