A turning point in my life

An Event That Marked a Turning point In My Life.
An event that marked a turning point in my life a Motorcycle accident that I suffered in July last year, which almost took my cousin and I lives, the accident took place at about nine o’clock in the morning. We were on our way to our grandmother’s house to take my two little cousins lunch bag when the motorcycle we were riding lost control going down a very steep hill.
That Sunday morning my Auntie went to work, on her way to work she dropped my two little cousins at my grandmother’s house where they usually stay on Sunday’s when she have to work, after she dropped them off she discovered that she had forgot the lunch bag at home, she then called my brother to bring her the bag but my brother had already left home, my brother then called home to my mother to asked her to let one of us dropped my cousin over to my grandmother house with the bag. I decided to take him because I was the more skilful rider at the time.
On our way to my grandmother’s house it had three different rout we could have travelled but we choose to use the one going down the steep hill because that one was closer to the gas station and we needed to put some gas in the cycle. While we were going down the hill the cycle lost control and started to go down the hill very, very fast at a pace we could not controlled at the time.
During that time my cousin was trying to tell me to try and stair the cycle on the side of the hill but when I looked on both sides it was very dangerous, on my left side there were lots of big rocks along the side and on the right there were a very deep gut which is full of bigger rocks and other dangerous objects that would have cause us serious injuries to our bodies, so instead of doing that I tried to stair the cycle all the way down the hill.
On the way down my cousin fell off and slams into some barb-wire, and then I fell off shortly after, then the cycle slide into a huge tree before it came to a stop. My cousin suffered a broken hand and multiple cuts and buses to his face legs and back and I suffered lots of cuts on my feet, lost one of my toe nail, and damage to the bottom of my feet, my cousin also lost consciousness for a while I were very scared at the time, I called my mother to take us to the hospital.
That Sunday we end up spending the whole day at the hospital because the doctors had a lot of work to do on us and had to keep us for observation, and he also had to run some test on both of us, we were in a lot of pain, my cousin had to get a lot of stitches to his face and leg, while the nurse had to clean up my cuts and dress them. When we were ready to leave we could have hardly walk, but with help we make it to my mother’s car to get home. I am thankful to God that he speared our lives because if it was not for his grace both of could have been dead. That event really marked a turning point in my life.