Personal Writing: A Terrible Time I was brushed by death on my way to a family reunion. Me and my mom were late for a family reunion so we both started to hurry. When me and my mom were finally ready we flew to the car and off to the reunion. My mom was in a hurry so she was cruising a little over the speed limit and not only was that dangerous but it was raining to. once we were on the interstate she really started to move. We were running late so I had to wrap the present and I even thought that was a wee bit dangerous. Once I was finished I put the scissors in a safe place just in case. We were almost there when I heard my mom franticly say, “Albert hold on!” I had