Dieing is the way of life... just not my life.
CH1 Dieing
It happened on a monday, just one of the reasons i hate that day. Me and my boy friend were along the Missourie bridge, we were going back to Michigan, were we lived, from a cross country road trip and we were dead tired. There was a hint of mint in the air from Arons gum. its the only kind he'll touch. i was sitting beside him in his pickup deep in thought. i guess thats why i never swa the truck coming up behind us way to fast. i would figure out later that the driver had had a heart attack. Aron was foccused on the people in front of us who kept on swerving from one side to the next to notice either. i wa think on the future and what would happen, i was just about to ask Aron what he was going to do when he graduated. we were both going to be senours in the fall when school strated... then it happened.
SLAM...
the truck behind us hit the truck macking us go spinning. we slammed into the railling one of our wheels off the edge threatning to fall. i could feel warm stuff running down my face and into my eye. i looked around the cab. i saw Aron uncouncus from the hit. he also had blood running down his face. i tried to get him unbuckled but it was stuck. i heard the tires before i heard the truck. it was rolling towards us from the inpacked of the other side of the bridge. i pulled at the buckel harder making my fingers bleed from the clawing and it hit us sending us over the edge. the last thing i remember was the buckel coming undown before i was swallowed by darkness.
"I'm Eliza Star and i died today."
im sorry its so short i promise to write more next time if you like it
