Story Ideas

Story Idea 10 (taken)

The rain was pounding the earth and the trees blew in the wind. The wind shield wipers were wiping up a storm. I remember it all. The cemi was upside down with the driver hanging out of the side. Looking closer, I saw his leg was bent in the wrong direction and the bone in his arm was sticking out of his skin. His snow white hair was matted with blood from a wound on his head. The blood mixed with the rain water, creating a big mess of his body. No one knows what truly happened. They don't know how he crashed or why he crashed. They don't understand that it wasn't that driver's fault. They don't know how scared I am. You see, I saw it all. I saw what happened. I know the truth. But the truth might destroy me. That is why I am scared. I could die because you see; I remember everything. It is a blessing and a curse. But I remember everything. 

Three days earlier 

I quickly run to the closet in the upstairs bedroom. Sliding some clothes around, I took two shelves off the wall on the left side; these were the locks. I stuck my hand in the lower right corner and opened the secret panel, sliding the door to the left. Quickly looking over my shoulder, I quietly entered and returned the door to its original place. I searched around my piles of stuff until I found it. Grabbing the case, I exited the room, resealed the panel, and returned the clothes back to its place. Smiling, I ran down the stairs and out the door to the waiting vehicle.  Kirk sped off towards our destination.

"Do you have everything?"

"Yeah, I grabbed it all." I replied. 

"Good." he remained silent after that. I stared out the window of the moving vehicle, scared for what was to come. I took a few deep breathes to try to calm my nerves. "You remember what you have to do right?" 

"Yes, I remember." I replied turning towards him. I have had it memorized for three weeks now, I think I got it. I think this, but I don't say it because I know it will only get me in trouble. I return my gaze to the window.