The Accident

Chapter 4: The Past Me

I looked at the filled streets, children running, nearly dragging their parents just to go look in a toy shop. I smiled at the fact that they're having a happy childhood. Unlike me, my parents would play darts with me. I was the target, they were the players and the beer bottles were the darts. Every memory and scar I had were because of them. I glanced around the streets, until finally someone caught my eye. A small girl was walking alone, on the busy streets of Canada. I looked to see if anyone was with her. Had her parents abandoned her? I had no choice but to cross the street and pull her aside to talk to her. If I couldn't help myself, I would most definitely go through my own problems to help someone else. Especially if it was a child.

"Excuse me?" I asked softly approaching her. She looked up at me, her bright blue eyes widened as she saw me. it was a windy day so her dark brown hair was swaying in the wind.

"I've been looking for you." she said, her voice innocent and sweet. I looked at her and smiled.

"What do you mean little one?" I replied adjusting my grey beanie. My greenish hair in the way.

"I'm you, from the past." she said. Shock filled my face. Was she Serious? or was she actually from the past

trying to warn me?

"I've come to tell you the terrible fate that would happen to you. I only have a couple of minutes so let me explain. When you're just about to turn 16, you'll get your learners and license on the same day. But a horrible, terrifying car crash will come through your second drive with your car. I shall go now, farewell!" she disappeared after she explained the future. My birthday was in a couple of weeks, which terrified me from the horrific news. But why should I trust a 7 year old from the past?