I got in it as soon as I could open the door. I didn't want my dad delaying my departure from our old family house in the middle of nowhere. I needed to see other people after a long, boring weekend, though I don't mind being alone. The car purred when I brought it to life. I loved how quiet it was.
On the way to school, there is one long winding road that a lot of slow people get on. I hate their aggravatingly tiresome speeds. It's a one lane road all the way to Tri-Valley High school. Whenever I get to the small school's parking lot, it's always full of people. I can't find a parking space without it being occupied by a car, motorcycle, or students. But, today, I had found a space next to a Chevy and parked gracefully--as much as a klutz like me could be-- along side it.
I got my feet out and turned around to grab my bag. It swiftly whipped over my shoulder as I closed the door to start walking.
Then, suddenly, a bright light shinned in my sensitive eyes. I staggered back, becoming a deer in the headlights. This was quite unusual-- mostly because headlights don't have this kind of effect during daylight
hours-- since it's already sunny out. Why would this light bother my eyes?
But, my legs were stiff, my voice gone. It was like my soul just left my fragile body in this moment of instinctive shock.
They say that before you die, your life flashes before your eyes. I was waiting for the reverie... but it never came.
