I Will Forgive Vroom !

I unbuckled and went to my passenger door, I pulled the handle to open the door but it didn't work. I slammed my body against the door but it still wouldn't open. The flames getting bigger, the car filling with more smoke. I looked back into the back seat where all of my stuff that I had moved out of my summer college dorm just the night before was sitting there. I climbed to the back and got the back driver door opened and I crawled out. I could hear the man from the other car screaming in anger. “What do you think you’re doing?” He said “Didn’t you see my blinker?” I smelled the smoke from the car. The crackling from the car and hearing other people calling nine-one -one. I pulled my phone out and called my mother. She answered so calmly like I just needed directions. I said “Mom I had a wreck”. She then began to get concerned and ask me what had happened. I looked at the car to describe exactly how it was but by this time the flames were to the back doors. I told her “Mom the car is on fire!” She told me that I need to calm down and listen carefully. She told me you need to get your license and registration out of the car so you can give them to the

As I got to my stop, a terrifying sight greeted me. No blue car. Oh no, did my mom forget about me? What happened? Where is she!? I forced myself to stay

I reached in my pocket for my pen so I could sketch some flowers. I pulled out a few dollars bills, and I remembered my mother gave me money so I could buy some milk for her. I turned around and went to the grocery. I went into the milk section, grabbed a jug, and headed to the checkout. The man in front of me in the line was staring at me. He looked at me like I was a vicious beast. I began to feel uncomfortable. The teenage brothers behind me were rough housing and when one threw a punch, they knocked me with their elbow. I couldn’t keep my balance. I went diving towards the ground, and I hit the man in the back with my nose. He fell to the ground, holding both his arms like he broke them. I got up and tried to help him up. He was backing up in fear saying, “Monster, you monster.” Everyone began to stare and back away from me, even the brothers. It was completely silent. I could hear my breathing. I heard one of the employees whisper to someone, “Call 911.” Then I bolted out the front door. I ran as fast as my little feet could go. In the corner of my eye I could see people behind me. They were catching up to me. At this point, I knew I couldn’t run any longer. I started to stumble and then, I felt a hand hook my shell. I went flying back. After that, the moment was surreal. I knew my mom was going to kill me, if the police don’t first. I don’t even remember much of it

So we stopped at the nearest rest stop.It was a quick in and out and we hopped right back in the car an ibucled up as we pulled out of the lot. About 2 minutes later i hear everyone scream,[even my dad for the first] I dont know whats going on so I scream too.Then i hear a loud PLUNK!

The man that saw my first was trying to kick down my door! Then a creaking sound came from behind me. The secret passage was opening! I quickly grabbed the fire poker I had in front of the fireplace, but it was too late. He had me in his arms. The next thing I remember is waking up in a ditch, with a throbbing head, and the words “Beware Piggy's” written on my shirt. My first reaction was where am I? Than I realized that the police station was right in front of me. When I stood up I immediately was rushed to a hospital by a cop that was just leaving for patrol. The doctor told me I had a fractured skull and a concussion and that he was going to prescribe me some pills. The hospital gave me some clothes to wear and they sent off my other clothes to the police statio for evidence and to see what they could find on them. I called a taxi. I hadn’t even said to the driver that I didn’t have any money on me because I was attacked and he said that I don't need to pay for the trip home. I didn’t have to say where I lived and he drove right there which immediately set off a red flag. Then I remembered my dog, but when i walked in there wasn’t a thing in sight that resembled a break in. Let alone a dog murder. Every last

I decided to sit in the front as the navigator alongside with my father having possession of the wheel. As my father was driving, my sister was explaining why she is so excited to watch the movie. My sister then proclaimed, “It’s a movie that is based on the novel written by Suzanne Col--.” At that moment my sister stopped midway through her conversation, pointing with fear at a motorcyclist having blood gushing through his leg. The man glanced deep into my eyes, and I thought in my mind that will never happen to me. It was a tragedy when I observed the accident, and I was acting a bit too conceited. Two miles had passed the traffic from this accident was tremendous, a full stop. Luckily, my father spotted in the corner of his pupil that the nearest lane to the sidewalk was accessible, and nobody was driving on it surprisingly. We went ahead to move to the right, changing lanes carefully to reach the lane. At that instant, my dad then increased speed to 45 miles per hour to get to the theatre slightly quicker. As we were advancing through this lane at immense speed, a Toyota Civic with a brown tint then tried to change lanes. My dad was furious that he did not want the car to cut him off when it was his right of way. My dad then commented with a temper, “No!” Stomping on the gas pedal, he increased his acceleration to a rushing 75 miles per hour to prevent the car from cutting us off. The car continued to change lanes carelessly without a turn signal. At that moment, all I remembered was glass being shattered everywhere. My heart then stopped, and I was whiplashed with massive force having my head collide with the dashboard. Furthermore, all I saw was pitch black, and I did not know what was happening. After six minutes have passed, I regained some consciousness, shaking my head and trying to gain coordination with my eyes. All that I could hear is an old woman’s voice with

A gust of wind blew through my thick blond hair as I opened the door; the music was pumping, flowing from the speakers, some weird techno tune. Seconds later I found myself in the grips of a stranger, tightening around my waist “Hands off bro!” I mumbled unfortunately for me the alcohol had slurred my speech, but before I knew it, I was shoved face first into the door of a van “Ouch, stop!” I could hear the hum of that good-awful techno tune fade into silence, I could feel the waves of aggression flowing from this person I was still

I didn’t say anything, but instead gave a hard kick to his stomach, which only ticked him off. A powerful backhand sent me into a daze onto the tracks. Dazed and out of breath, I laid there. A loud horn rang out from the distance. It rang several more times and then a bright light appeared from around the corner. I was exhausted but I slowly forced myself onto my feet. But by the time I did, it was already too late. The train was speeding straight towards me. I braced myself for the impact of metal on flesh when I felt a tug on my hood. I let out a rasping gasp as I was yanked up out of harm’s

I heard screams from the body bag. I needed to get help. I started to tip-toe through the grass but I stepped on a pile of leaves and knocked over a glass vase. The vase shattered and made a loud noise. I turned to look at the three men, but they were already running for me. I turned and started sprinting, but I wasn’t fast enough. They were gaining on me. I started screaming HELP! They caught up to me and tackled me very hard. I said please let me go, I won’t tell anyone. They didn’t believe me. They taped my mouth and tied my hands and legs. I heard dirt being shoveled and I knew they were burying the body. I prayed I wasn’t next . They threw me into the back of the

There was nothing I could do, it was too late. The last minute of the collision was like a dance as the two vehicles twisted and circled and then embraced each other as they slumped to the ground with such power. The noise of the crash rang in my ears. Glass flew in every direction. I screamed over the music. I was paralysed in terror as the heavy metal truck crushed onto the top of my car. All I could taste in my mouth was the numbing sensation of warm, salty blood. Out of nowhere the dark red substance was all over me, it oozed from every place of my body. I closed my eyes and wondered if I was going to die. The last thing I could recall before I passed out was a blue bird swooping through my car window, then blackness filled my head as it hit the steering

I got out and saw someone standing maybe 200 yards down the road with some matches and paper crumpled in their hand. He wore a white mask with a black shirt and black jeans. He also held a gold pistol in the other hand but he wasn’t pointing it at me yet. He lit the paper and dropped it on the ground next to his foot. I was thinking what would be the point of dropping it on the ground, until suddenly a trail of fire kindled and I remembered the gas trail behind my car. The fire slowly made its way to the car and the creepy guy walked with it as it got closer. Panic took over my entire body and my mind froze as i desperately tried to think of what i needed to do. On instinct I tried to turn and run, but when I turned around, I saw another figure with a knife standing where I wanted to run. I glanced to the sides of the roads and saw dark trees towering over me. Something told me that the forest wouldn’t be any safer than out in the open because I wouldn’t be able to see where they were. I desperately thought of what I could do when I remembered that I had a pump shotgun in my glove department. The two guys had gotten even closer to me though so i had to do it fast or they’d blast me into oblivion.

I darted to the car, wrestling Chloe, my niece, into her seat, swearing to sing with her for the entire trip to Chuck E Cheese. I mentally praised my older sister, Chloe’s mother, for her terrific idea. I didn’t see Kristin often. The last time was at my huge birthday party six months prior. I couldn’t remember why she’d left early, I was just happy to see her again. Now we had an entire day of fun to enjoy as a family. I wedged myself between Chloe’s massive car seat and the giant stroller, leaving little room to move. I could only see straight ahead, through the windshield as my sister started the purring engine. She hurriedly swerved backwards out of the driveway and rammed the car into drive before accelerating down the street, grinning

“Turn!” “Turn!” “I can’t!” “Oh no” Wham!!! “Uh what happened?” “What does it look like?” I get out I try to catch my breath then I notice it. My brother and sister try to calm me down they said it was all fine but it wasn’t it wasn’t fine at all

I walk towards my mom's white Toyota where my mom waits for me. She has a grim expression on her face, but at the moment I don't notice it. I collapse into the passenger seat and look behind me to see that my sister wasn't here today. I assume that her friends mom picked her up from school that day as my mom drives out of the school parking lot.

I walk towards my mom's white toyota where my mom waits for me. She has a grim expression on her face but at the moment I don't notice it. I collapse into the passenger seat and look behind me to see that my sister wasn't here today. I assume that her friends mom picked her up from school that day as my mom drives out of the school parking lot.