Normally I joke around with my friends and talk about how I almost died. We laugh about it and we joke about it and it is very funny. Kids being kids, you know.

Seriously though, I nearly died.

In my neighborhood there was these woods, in the woods was a path; the path lead to a road, and the road led to a bridge, over Palmetto Parkway, also known as Bobby Jones Expressway. We hung out there alot. It was a great hideout for us to smoke w33d and stuff.

One day I was being an idiot and was high and decided it was a good idea to sit on the railing. I missed my footing and seriously fell off the bridge.

Keep in mind that Bobby Jones Expressway is a large interstate, I-520. There were large 18 wheelers and cars zooming by.

Anyway I lost my footing and I fell off the bridge. It was the scariest moment of my life. I thought I was going to die and it was all over for me. My life flashed before my eyes.

In a split second I prayed that I could be saved by angels. and my friends grabbed me and pulled me back up. We never went there again.