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A lot of you were curious about the car crash I got into... Well here's my story kids;
At the age of 9 my cousin and I, really wanted to attend the new amusement park + circus that arrived to Moscow.

As a child who was born in Russia, I've lived abroad in Europe for my entire life and barely visited Russia but when I did visit, we always visited places and all and my grandmother would even make Russian lessons for me sometimes just in case if I forgot the language. But anyhoo my parents drivers were busy and all, so we decided to order a taxi (my family doesn't let me ride a taxi alone). Like we wanted it to be a little secret from our family and everyone else and her parents my uncle and aunt were working so basically no one knew and we told them we were getting a ride from my cousins friend.

First of all I don't remember much but I remember his disgusting attitude and that he asked for more money then we were supposed to give him but I was a dumb little girl that came from a very wealthy family and just gave him the money. And you know what's the weirdest thing? He asked for the money before he drove us there, now we don't know if he was drunk, high or what happened and I don't want to know because this is the worst memory of my life and I barely remember shit. But I can perfectly remember my attempts of trying to get out of the car and shaking my cousin...

I still don't know what happened and I wish I could forget that horrible day but the scar on the left side of my waist is still there to remind me of that horrifying day and to teach me a lesson the next time I try to lie to my parents again. After a month in the hospital, things got better but every year my trauma and phobia would get worse, it's fine now after some therapy sessions. But there is no such time when I sit in the car and not think of a car crash at all. This trauma will literally have the death of me someday and that is why I fear cars + I'm car sick.

I missed out some parts I wouldn't like to talk about fam, I'm sorry but it's hard to speak of them and it's something that I wouldn't ever like to remember again,
I still can't believe that I could've lost my sweet cousin who I adore on that day, thanks god she's now healthy and she doesn't have a scar. She used to have a small one on her arm but it's gone. My mother said that my injuries were far worse than hers, she stayed in the hospital for 3 weeks and I had to stay there for a month or two. I honestly don't remember guys... And it's a topic we don't speak of with my family about at all and I'm thankful to them for that💙.

-This is my story dear fam please never ever do such dumb things especially children please don't lie to your family and anything can happen in this life. Please enjoy your life and get rid of your traumas ❤

With love:
-Miss. Messi xx