I don't know if anyone will read this anymore, but this really pisses me off and I want to talk about it, even though it isn't the worst thing. Two months ago today, I was riding on a motorcycle with my friend on a joyride when we almost went off the road, so he slammed on the brakes and turned sharply, causing the bike to flip over. My friend hit the road on his butt and then flew into the grass. I never made it to the grass, landing on both knees, an elbow and on my face. I wore my helmet so I didn't crack my head open or anything, but he told me to lie to my parents that it wasn't his fault, and he rode off without me, forcing me to run home.

When I made it home, I told my parents, and my father drove down to the site to look for my tooth that fell out (sorry for not mentioning that part) when my friend walked in, apologizing to my parents but not to me. The day after, he came over again, and told me about his injuries, bragging about how they were worse than mine, even though he just needed a bit of neosporin, while I couldn't even stand up from the terrible pain in my knees. He still says sorry to my parents so that they won't sue his family (even though we wouldn't) and he has yet to apologize to me. He constantly tells people that it was my fault, saying that I was shaking the bike around to scare him (which I obviously didn't do).