I will never get the vision of that truck out of my head, ever, watching it run into the car that was full of my friends. Everything from then on was like it was in slow motion.
Jim stopping the car and getting out, I sat there, shocked watching him run.
And then I'd started screaming, I guess I was in shock.
I ran after him and I looked in the car and that scared me even more.
I remembered Jim talking to Matt and telling me to shut up. I did, until Zack started yelling that Meg was dead.
It was a nightmare.
People were coming to help, Jim got Ana and Matt out, and someone got Zack and Meg out.
Brian was unconscious and Bree, well I couldn't tell, she had so much blood on her.
I went to Matt, he had Ana in his arms.
"Is she ok?" I asked him.
"She won't wake up." Was all he said.
Meg was crying and Zack was holding her.
Jim bought Brian over and he sat down.
I know he asked me questions but I can't remember my answers but I do know he asked about Bree and I couldn't answer him. He pushed me over, I do remember that.
I followed him over to van trying to convince him to go and sit down, but he wouldn't listen.
"We need to get her out, now." Someone in the car said.
Brian was holding his arm and trying to look in the van.
Jim was trying to hold him back.
Finally the paramedics arrived.
I stood back and watched, I was crying and I felt Jim put his arm around me.
They went to Ana first, her and Matt went in an ambulance.
There was a commotion at the van and I looked over that way.
"Oh Jim." I cried.
"Shhhh." he said wrapping his arms around me.
Zack was up and holding Brian and the paramedics had gotten Bree out if the van and were doing CPR on her, I watched them put her in the ambulance and speed away.
I felt my legs give way.
Everything went black.
