It was 5 am. My mum and dad were running around outside of our Howling Moon trailer tent. I woke up. I didn't want to wake up cause it was still dark. Mum called us five or six timers before my brother, Eden went down and outside. My sister, Portia and me, lay in our sleeping bags or a bit longer. I was awake and she was asleep. I slowly gave her a nudge; she told me 'stop it' and dropped off to sleep again. This time I gave her a shove and told her she could go back to sleep in the car. She finally woke up when I threatened to eat to eat her Smarties.
We walked outside and mum and dad were pretty busy running around. We joined Eden in the car hoping not to be asked to help. Finally our parents hopped in the car. Dad was the driver and mum was in the passenger seat. We drove about 20m got out and said good bye to our film crew. After that mum and dad went into the reception where there were biscuits and free coffee. They got five cups and a flask for later. Mum and dad came back and gave us our coffee. I went back to reception and poured mounts of sugar into the coffee. Then we set off. It was about 5.50am. Now we were cruising down the highway. Portia was sleeping on my lap. Dad was going really fast for gravel road. But he kept looking at the GPS for the layout of the land. It looked pretty straight.
Then he saw the bend in the road, but the GPS didn't show it as anything big. Dad tried to slow down but he was going way to fast. We were swerving from one side of the road to the other, and back again. Then we flipped. I think it was Milo flying everywhere. Mum kept telling us 'It's ok'. Then I blacked out. I clicked my seat belt and fell on my head. I crawled out and dad was pretty annoyed. I turned around and saw mum with blood gushing down her face. We were there for a long time drinking water and keeping warm with blankets around us. Then me and Eden got shoes on and looked for things in the car. A tour bus came full of old people. When they saw the crash they were horrified, cupping their hands around their mouths. Dad spoke to the tour guide about something. Shortly after another car came, so the bus moved on and they rang the cheetah farm where we had been staying. Soon our camera crew came. They interviewed us. One of them was freaked out.
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