• I lay on the cold dark pavement; the only warmth my crimson life dripping slowly from my face into the palm of my left hand. As I watch my hand become full and overflow I notice things around me. The street light a few feet from me casting the shadows of the people surrounding me. I don’t know how many there are but the shadows are so numerous my entire body is engulfed by them. I hear them murmuring, their voices are muffled almost as if I am underwater. A few are yelling. I think they sound afraid. Do I really look that bad? In the background I hear a car alarm going off and despite my current condition, I can’t help but be annoyed by the repetitive honks and squeals set off to alert the owner. Some one’s touching the thing that you most likely will be in debt for the next twenty years for. Those stupid little machines we depend so heavily on. The stupid little invention that started it all…that’s right…that is how it started isn’t it …that stupid car.
    It seems as though it’s been months or even years since it all happened but in reality it has probably been no more than twenty-four hours. I remember the sun rising today which is odd because I would have usual slept right through it since it is summer vacation after all. I can’t believe I’m going to be a senior next year and then its life…not the dull repetitive drama and he said she said of high school but real life. With real people. I know my mind has always wandered uncontrollably but I find it funny that even as I lay here it wanders. I suppose that if those people, whose shadows still embrace me, haven’t called an ambulance yet I’ll die here. I have always told myself,” Blythe, if…or rather, when you must die, die saving someone you love”. I think that’s the best way to go. I guess when it comes down to it though none of us have much of a choice, do we…