The accident:

A year in the 1990's, for a summer vacation my family and I would go camping in the mountains north of us in Arkansas. One year my mom and dad invited a friend of theirs and his kids to go camping. One day we all went four wheeler riding on the rocky, dusty unsafe roads around the mountain tops. My mom, dad, sister and the daughter of the friend on one four wheeler, me the friend and his son on another. During the ride through the mountains, my mom and dad's friend lost control of the four wheeler and we had a wreck. That day I was wearing my favorite sunglasses I got out of a cereal sweepstakes thing (the kind with the built in mirrors on each side, so you could see behind you). When the wreck happened I was catapulted toward an about 16 to 24 inch or more round tree forehead first. I was knocked unconscious for only a few seconds. But conscious during when I hit the tree. I woke next to a big sharp pointed rock right next to where I lay. My mom and dads friend and son woke too. Feeling no pain at all I walked up the semi steep hill and stood in the road. At that time my mom and dad came back on the four wheeler they were riding on because they had not seen us following them. Once my mom got off the four wheeler she just looked straight into my eyes. I felt something pouring down my face and looked down and saw blood all over where I was standing. I started to black out and my mom caught me before I hit the ground. My parents put me on their four wheeler and rushed me to the nearest location (a store). Once there, they asked for some help, nearby was a paramedic and a nurse camping out and they came over to help. Looked me over and said I would be fine but I could have a concussion. They bandaged up my forehead which was busted right on the hair line but told my mom as soon as they got back to camp to shave back the hair and properly bandage it using Band-Aids. Luckily I had no sign of broken bones but I did have two black eyes. The father and his son survived also with minor bruises and the son with no memory of what happened. All during the night he kept asking his dad and me, "What happened to ya'll?"

A year later just camping with my family. My dad wants to go down the road where the accident happened. As we got closer to the location I begin to feel tingly all over and a bit nauseous and light headed. My dad looks at the tree which I hit and finds that it has a split in it where I hit it. It was a practically a young tree when the accident happened and had grown with a scar of its own where I had hit it. The year after that as we went to look at the tree again, I got the same feeling as we near it. But the tree is now gone and only a broken stump/stub of where it use to be remains, the location of where I hit it and down.

The girl, the coat and the goal:

The Girl: 

• Back when I was attending high school I had a crush on a girl in my class. At the time when we were friends we would talk a lot. She had thing with faeries. She loved faeries, even drew some of them. She was very talented at that.

The Coat: 

• One Christmas during high school my mom gets me a medium length trench coat. Inside of it a map of Australia. I'd wear it to school on cold days, it had a few cool pockets on it.

The Goal: 

• One day in high school, our English teacher asks us to write down some future goals. One of them that I write down is "I'd like to meet a famous person someday."

Where it all comes together: 

• A year after I graduate from High School I met Gigi Edgley and her family through a show called Farscape. She loves faeries, is from Australia and is famous.