CRASH
BOOM
SLICE
CRUNCH
Your breathing stops. Time is frozen at a supersonic pace. Do you black out? I think you blacked out. You blacked out.
BLINKING
THE SMELL OF GAS
STATIC RADIO
You pull the keys and can't see out of the coffee splattered window.
TASTE OF BLOOD maybe?
How do you get out of the car?
CRANK, TWIST, SHOVE.
You got out of the car.
TUMBLING
GRASS
BREATH. LIFE.
Warm blankets. Sirens. Calling. Mom. Panick subsided into shock. You are alive. You are alive? You are alive.
I.V. SHIVERS.
Figuring it out. Casting Blame. Money weight. Figured out. Moving forward.
NUMBING PAINKILLERS.
Shakey moments. Stiff neck. PTSD? know. Gripping seatbelts each and every time you enter the car.
moving forward.
THANK YOU GOD MY FRIEND IS ALIVE.