Storyshaing——1.The brush with death(1) If you ask me:" What was the most impressive story happened to you during the three-month adventures overseas?" I would answer, unhesitatingly, that all the good times with Linda. However, two seconds later, what comes into my mind is the hair-raising and breath-taking car accident on July, 24th: After having a wonderful time in Salt Lake and Bryce Canyon, we four were on the highway in Utah at midnight, heading for Colorado where we needed to work the next morning. It was drizzly. The city was in a tranquil sleep. Everything around us seemed so peaceful, in the darkness. My friend, who was driving the car, said:" I feel a little bit sleepy. Come on! Talk to me! So that I'm not gonna sleep!" He had been driving for a long time in a row since last midnight when driving to Utah from Colorado. The rest of us didn't have driving license so we could do nothing for him. But We'd have reminded him repeatedly:" Whenever you feel sleepy just pull over aside and have a rest! Don't get too tired! " So this time, as usual, after suggesting, I chatted with him from time to time, staring fixedly at the road in the back seat. Pitchy, lonely, dreary. Suddenly, he took a sharp terrifying turn and lost control of the car. What happened next would never get out of my brain. Just like the scene in the movie: the car turned approximately 180 degrees on the ground all of a sudden, slamming our bodies rightwards. Without a halt, the car started and kept rolling leftwards. My head just hit the top righthand corner of the car constantly as the car rolling because I didn't wear seatbelt. I burst out soundless yelling and crying in my inner heart already, imagining we were struggling in the darkness, lightless precipice was swallowing us, heartless abyss was waiting for us, thinking:"Oh my God! I'm gonna die! I'm gonna die!! NO! NO!! NO!!! I can't die!! I can't die!!! I haven't returned to my country, haven't started to travel, haven't shared my stories to my family and friends, haven't expressed anything to that boy that I have a super crush on! NO!!!" Still remember clearly how I felt every second in the car. Helpless. Hopeless. Couldn't utter a word until it stopped rolling.