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I was sitting on my couch watching t.v. Then I hear my mom scream. It’s one of those blood curtailing screams that let you know instantly that something is horribly wrong. I jump off the couch and storm outside. My dad is running down the long driveway to the van that is in the ditch. I wonder why my mom is freaking out about the van in the ditch, but then I remember something. My baby brother in the van, and my dad had left it on because he was about to leave but he had to grab something inside. I charge down the driveway towards the van. I can feel the gravel dig into my feet. The adrenaline and fear coursing through my veins. When I get there my fears were true. There is my 4 year-old brother. Trapped under the van.