Truth or Fiction? Part 1

Prompt: Write two memory posts. One real; one fake. Let the readers figure out which is true.

Story 1: My First Day of Spring Break

On the way home for 'Spring' Break (In what why, shape, or form is this spring?), my mother and I stopped at the dollar general in my hometown. When we left the store, me holding bags, I caught sight of one of my old classmates exiting a car alongside her mother. She began to squeal and ran over to hug me.

The four of us gathered there in the parking lot and talked briefly. During this time, an 80ish year old lady backed out of her parking spot in a tiny gray car. She preceded, even though she could have avoided it no trouble at all, to turn and drive straight into our group.

Our mothers jumped out of the way as they could do so easily from their positions. My classmate was behind me and luckily was not hit. I was.

The car pushed me a few feet and I stumbled clutching onto my classmate, while her mother banged on the car's windows until the lady stopped. My mother stood there in complete shock.

After a second, the three of them began to scream at the woman for hitting me. In response, the little old woman stuck out her tongue and drove away. We were all too out-of-it to think to write down her licence plate.

My classmate hugged me tightly and I just fell into hystrical laughter in her arms. Sore, brusied, shaken, but otherwise fine. What a way to start a spring break, huh?

Answer: Truth