~The Ride~

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The feelings I have within me are very hard to explain. It's a sort of feeling that; everything around me is going wrong, mixed with the pain and depression I feel from what happened with Malia and I.

I just lost my best friend and that stupid bloody wrench sitting on the passenger seat is a constant reminder.

I was driving on a dark and quiet street when once agian

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I was driving on a dark and quiet street when once agian... my car breaks down.

These frequent "rests stops" are doing nothing but infuriating me

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These frequent "rests stops" are doing nothing but infuriating me.

I get out and further expect the engine. I grab my tool box and walked to the front of the car. I open the box and notice the one empty spot belonging to that stupid wrench.

Great! Another reminder of what I've lost. I then lose my temper and throw the tool box as hard as I could. It made a far distance and made a loud banging noise. I was afraid that the noise would disturb the residents but it all went away a split second later.

I then go inside my jeep and grab the bloody wrench to throw that away as well. But a slight hesitation runs through my mind.

I just so much anger built up that I just need a way to get it all out.

I take a glance back at my useless jeep and back at the tool. I then chuck it to the windshield.

 I then chuck it to the windshield

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