My Sister, Her friend, and I

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Tw: trauma, violent, crash

We were driving down a back road towards our home. My sister drove, her friend siting in the backseat, and myself in the passenger's seat. The road turned of onto a major high way so my sister clicked on her turn signal and began to move foward. At that moment a large truck collided with us, killing my sister on what I assumed was impact. In what felt like slow motion my eyes watched in horror as our whole car flipped down the road. An oncoming car, with a distracted driver, proceeded to hit us once more. The moment of silence after was deafening. I looked for any signs of life in the other two girls. Nothing. I paniced. I hopelessly dangled there, the strap on my seat belt peotecting me from falling to the ceiling of the car. I scramble for any phone, dial and take a deep breath. I closed my eyes.

Opening them again, I see us up right driving towards our destination. On the highway. Alive... fuck my mind.

(I wanna say that I really dont capture the fear i had in this moment. My mind can be a wonderful place to escape to, however some images i can never escape. This is an actual daydream i had.)

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