The Complications Of Falling

Confusion

Mer's Pov

Why is life complicated? Life is complicated for many reasons. But why is my life so complicated? I really never have known why my life is so complex. I have dealt with so many complicated situations in my life like bombs in body cavities or plane crashes. I always feel like I have bad luck. Like it follows me and tracks me down to see how long I will last. For as many as near death experiences, I should died by now. Maybe I have some good luck too.

I woke up with this dreadful feeling. My stomach tightened to the thought. And when I get theses feelings something devastating happens.

"Mer, time to get up", Maggie said as she was knocking on my door.

"No, Maggie I can't go to work today I just know something is going to happen", I begged.

"Mer, come on your going be late, get up now",! Maggie argues

"Fine"! I snapped

I got my tired body got of bed. I walk over to the bathroom. I hopped in the shower. I miss Alex living here. After I was done. I head down stairs. Maggie was feeding the kids waffles. Walffes was Alex's thing. We came up with waffle Sunday's, when we thought he was going to prison. Or he thought he was.

"Those waffles look great", I chipped.

"Thanks, I used Alex's recipe. I asked him if he minded and he said no", Maggie states as she washes the leftover dishes.

"Oh tell him thank you" , I replied quckily as I realized we only had little over half hour until work started.

"Mer we should get going", Maggie implied.

I grab the kids and we get into the car. As I was driving I felt a jolt. I didn't know what was happening. The car shifted brusquely. They were tiny little cries from the back seat.

"Mommy, what's going on"?, Zola asked scared.

"I don't know sweetheart, I will make sure we are okay", I tell her with a calming tone.

My steering wheel locked. I was going 45 mph. I tried to turn the steering wheel but it wouldn't budge. The car kept going. This time I tried the break. I slammed my foot on the break. Nothing happened. I start to panic. But not a lot so I wouldn't frighten the kids. I saw we were heading into the car in front. I tired the steering wheel one last time. This time I was able to swerve out of the way. I braced myself for impacted.

"Mer, watch out,! Maggie screamed.

"Mommy slow down"! Zola Screeched as we turn upside down.

The car tumbled over. I felt a huge pain in my shoulder. I most likely dislocated it. I turn my head to see if the kids are still there. Ellis is screaming blood curdling screams. I tried to pull my seatbelt it wouldn't budge. I look over to Maggie. She was knocked out. I move closer to her to check if she had a pulse. I moved my two fingers to her neck. There was still a slight pulse.

I pull the seatbelt one more time. But nothing happened. I start to get more panicked. I continue to look for something to cut my seatbelt. I look down at the glove department. I opened so quckily. I don't ever remember how quick. It all happened so fast. I found a little pair of scissors. I grabbed them and saw though the belt. I continued to saw. It took about 5 minutes to cut through. I tore it off franctically. I climbed over the debris. The first one I saw was Baliey. He was conscious. It look like he had a cut on his forehead.

"Mommy, I hurt everywhere", Baliey cried.

"Where does it hurt", I asked.

"My arm, my head and my leg" Baliey coughed out.