Amika Mota

I liked the idea of it.

I did.

I had idealized the idea of living in a small town, taking care of my kids, taking care of my house.

I do remember approaching the light that I ran and like seeing the light.

I don't remember if I saw it red, but I just, I like, I was going to burn through it.

And it, I didn't see any other vehicles.

And then that was when I hit Mr. Carp.

it's like glimpses.

I remember glimpses of coming into the hospital and like waking up in between the surgery and like seeing, I remember the families I would see in the hallway and I remember waking up and that's like handcuffed to the bed.

So there was sheriff deputies on, you know, one side of the bed and outside the door.

So you could see two outside the door and one right next to me.

And he let me know that I was, um,

that I was under arrest and that I had killed somebody in this accident.

And I didn't believe him.

Like I remember just not, it just didn't register.

None of it felt real.

It didn't feel true.

It didn't like, what do you mean I killed somebody?

Like that's just sounded so crazy to me.

And that was when it starts unfolding.