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I remember the time I was in Dallas, Texas t was about 5 yrs old I was at my moms house my dad was heading towards work.Later that day we got a called from the hospital saying that my dad had got in a car accident.I experience a strong emotion in my stomach and heart when I heard that my dad had broke his ankle and arm. i had to get over it for days because I need forget it when my dad got in a car accident.I was happy that he was OK and alive.I was proud of my mom for not crying,but she was also happy he I was alive.my dad had learned a lesson that he needs to to where a seat belt all the time.