Back to life

Part 3 Donnie's journal before the crash

We're writing our memories down to help you as you lie here in a coma. We all miss you. Jon is beside himself. Joe is getting really annoying trying to be a prankster again. Danny is trying to be the serious one and me, bored, so bored. I can't move very well at the moment as I am in a wheelchair. You know me I can't sit still for long.

So where do I start. Well I'll start with the last show of the tour and I guess why we were all on the bus. This is hard. I can talk the talk but writing it down is hard. Should come easy don't you think as I am a songwriter. Why did we all go in one bus from Florida back to Boston especially when we could have flown back? Questions we are all asking ourselves. I guess it was a good idea at the time. What can I remember that fateful day? Well... you were snoozing on one of the seats like always even through the noise Danny and I were making playing cards nearby. I can't believe it you can sleep through anything when you get a chance, J. Joe was talking up front and Jon was somewhere out back on his phone ..........

It was a long trip back from Hollywood Florida. The last gig went well, really the whole tour was amazing like always. We are all on the bus like always doing our own individual things. I had this horrible feeling, like a funny feeling (good name for a song lol. I can be so funny ha ha) that we should have flown. Danny started to deal another hand out as I won again hee hee. He muttered something at me.

"What?".

"I said ace is high".

"I didn't hear you over Jordan snoring over there" I replied. I looked out the window the clouds were looking very dark and stormy. I have a really bad feeling. I lost track of my thoughts as Jordan snored louder and moved in his sleep. I picked up a cushion.

"Don't" replied Danny.

"C'mon" I whined. He shook his head but I threw it anyway. J grunted and continued to sleep. It started to rain hard with a faint rumble of thunder in the background.

Before we knew it the storm hit hard. Thunder rumbled over us, flashes of lightning lit up the sky. It started to hail hard as the bus was starting to lose traction. The bus swerved to the side sharply. Both Danny and I grabbed onto what we could. Joe screamed in the front. There was aloud groan from Jordan as he woke up when he hit his head on the window. The bus swerved again. It happened so fast all I could remember was crunching of metal and more screams before everything went black.