the last thing i could remember was hitting the brakes.
i was on my way home from the gym, i didn't go all the time but when i did, i really pushed myself, that was one of the few things i was proud of myself for. i was on my usual route home. the gym was just a few miles from the school, so i was very familiar with the area. but today, i decided i really didn't want to get home in such a rush, so i took the long way home. maybe it was an accident, maybe i took a wrong turn without paying attention. i cant remember, and my head hurts too much to care.
but there was someone in the middle of the road, i swerved to miss them, and there was a tree, and i hit the brakes. my forehead is cold and my eyes feel like they're swollen shut. i struggle to open my eyes, i'm not an idiot i know i crashed. no matter how hard i tried my eyes wouldn't open. after what felt like a few minutes, i gave up. i'll just lay here, helpless, praying someone is there, praying someone can wake me up from this eternal slumber.
maybe this is a metaphor. maybe this crash was a plan of whoever is in control of the world, so they can prove to me i'm helpless, and trying to save someone else from pain will put me into pain instead. maybe i should listen to that person. but i know i won't, no matter who was in the road, i would swerve out of the way, to save their life over mine. that's just who i am, even if i get her in the end, watching people suffer is worse than suffering myself.
YOU ARE READING
through her eyes
Conto"And to think, I hit a tree for you." - - - Finley Maddison, a girl trying to figure out her life, was just another teen who over-analyzed, hated, and feared the world. As much as she couldn't stand pain, she endures too much, for the sake of other...
