One month into my senior year of high school, my car decided it was tired of driving me places, and committed suicide while I was taking a relatively sharp curve around a
40ft embankment(mine had more trees unfortunately lol). After flying off the road, through the air, and crashing into a bunch of trees, my car was obliterated, and I honestly believed I was going to die, but I ended up not even being that injured aside from some glass cutting my arm. Every time I drove around that curve, for about a year, I got just the tiniest bit nervous in my stomach. There's no one correct way to handle those feelings afterwards, but I hope Kaela can talk about it with someone if it ever eats at her.