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The pain rushed to her head. She tried to move but it hurt even more so she just lay there hoping the pain would go away. As she opened her eyes she saw it was a dark night. The sky was as clear as she had ever seen it. You could almost see every star in the sky. She thought it was amazing and for a few minutes she lay there forgetting the pain, watching in awe of how beautiful it was. She moved her head from side to side to figure out where she was at. She saw tall, green stalks of corn everywhere around her. She had never seen stalks of corn so big. She lay there a little longer and realized she didn’t remember how she got there. She tried hard to think about how she got here and what was wrong with her. The last thing she could remember was she and her friends driving down a gravel road on the way to a bonfire out at Joe’s house. It was a nice summer day, the breeze was just blowing a little and the sun was shining. The last time she remembered looking at the clock it was 4:27. The three of them in the car were jamming out to a great song. She couldn’t remember what song. It was their favorite song. How could she just forget?
It was starting to get colder as time passed. She wondered why her friends weren’t looking for her. She yelled out each name but no reply. She closed her eyes for what seemed like a second but some time passed. She slowly opened her eyes to see red and blue lights flashing. The sound of a siren faded in and out. She didn’t know what was going on.
She closed her eyes and listened to the siren. She tried opening her eyes over and over again trying to wake up from this horrible dream but it wasn’t working. She saw a guy standing over her but she didn’t recognize him. She tried to lift her arm and ask for help but nothing happened. She couldn’t move so she tried to talk to him and she couldn’t feel her face moving. Nothing came out of her mouth but she noticed him talking and waving people over. Now there were about three people standing over her, and she wanted to ask about her friends but she knew it was no use. Next thing she knew they were touching her and lifting her up. They carried her closer to the sirens. How could this really be happening? They put her in the back of the ambulance, and she watched the doors shut behind her.
When she opened her eyes everything was different. She could actually feel the pain now, which sucked. She looked around and it seemed like everything was white. The sheets she was lying on, the walls, her gown, the ceiling. You think they would make a hospital look a little more appealing. She thought all the white was going to make her go insane. She could also feel someone holding her hand. She tried to look to see who it was but could only make out a little bit of the persons face. It was her mom. She was crying. She said it was a good cry, a cry that was happy to see her daughter awake after an accident that happened four days ago. She thought to herself, “It didn’t seem that long.” She rolled her head over to take a better look at her mom. She could finally get some words out and asked her mom about her friends that were with her. The one driving and the one sitting behind her made it but one girl didn’t. She was thrown from the vehicle and died instantly. She could feel the tears slowly roll down her face. Everything got fuzzy so she closed her eyes. The tears kept rolling down her face. The four of them were so close. How could this honestly happen? They weren’t going that fast or at least it didn’t seem like it. She thought about it for a little while longer, and they were on a gravel road. Maybe they were going too fast.
Paige Hunt