This will be my very first on-going story on Wattpad.
Please be kind about it, comment and vote for it as well if you like it and want to see more or if there is anything I can improve upon.
**Note: yes I broke it down into smaller paragraphs, thanks for the suggestion everyone :)
PREFACE.
Her eyes clicked open and for a second she saw it all happen again, the car speeding towards her on the wrong side of the road as the pavement glistened from the mist that had been falling from the heavens for hours now, she blinked but it didn’t disappear.
Her hands gripped so tight on the wheel of her Ford Focus that she thought if she gripped any tighter her fingers would break off one by one and simply fall to her feet. But the car sped towards her, faster and faster, it was coming and there wasn’t anything she was going to be able to do about it. This wasn’t how it was going to end, someone else being stupid was not about to take her life from her, the life she has worked so hard at and to gain. She swerved but so did the car coming at her – chicken, is that what the kids call it nowadays, maybe that’s what was happening, maybe they were just faking her out, trying to make her scared.
She closed her eyes; she knew what was about to happen. The sound pierced her ears like a thousand tiny needles pricking into your body, she felt glass spray up and around her face and dance through her long golden blonde hair, she knew she has been hit and she knew she has been hit hard. Her foot pressed on the brake, begging the car to come to a halt so she could open her eyes and this nightmare would be gone, she would be lying in the bathroom, running her fingers through the bubbles as rose petals set around her and a glass of champagne in her one hand. But she felt the car continue to roll and then flip, over and over and over again until finally it all stopped, until there was nothing but the owls hooting and leaves silently falling to the ground.
Her eyes would not open, the fear of seeing it all was just to much for her mind to bare, so she kept them shut, she squeezed them tighter and tighter and tighter until finally there was no way she was ever going to open then again.
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Angora. (on-going)
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