I can hear laughter and music. I can't tell where its coming from. Then I can but its too late. I see the headlights, the windows shattering, the car tumbling before I know what's happening. Except I already know what's happening and what's going to happen because I've seen this so many times before. It's the same as always but this time it seems more vivid like I'm really there. Although I know I was really there because this really happened.... I woke with a start, cold sweat coating my hands and forehead. I reach out next to me and look over at my phone. 4:32 am. Well at least I slept longer than last time. I set my phone back on my nightstand where I got it, then lay on my back and stare at the ceiling. I don't know how long I've had insomnia,probably since the accident,but who cares. I keep staring til my eyes start to hurt and I'm seeing fuzzy shapes.
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RandomGlass shattering. Rain coming through the broken windows as we tumble over and over. It feels like forever until the car stops. I'm in the back seat of my family's once beautiful car. I look to see my mum and dad up front not moving,not even breathi...
