driving into living rooms

Nov 09, 2006 02:06

I was in the zone taking my test when all of a suden I hear a car accelerating, hit a few bumps, crash and then tires squeeling. I hear some yelling as I run outside of my house and I am like where's the accident and I am running towards 67th ave and I see that there is a car in my neighbor's house! "Oh my God Valarie CALL 911!!" and she's like "um yes there's a ah ah ah emergency a house ran into a car no wait a car ran into a house!!!!" And there's smoke everywhere because the driver is still gunning the gas and hiw wheels are making all the smoke and I feel sick from the fumes. I go to him and he get's out of the car "whoa what's going on" he looks down to his arm and I see a tattoo and "are you okay?" all the while the man insode the house inside is screaming and I bang on the window "IS EVERYONE OKAY IN THERE!?!?!!? Get out of the house!!!" He smashes out the door to see if the driver was hurt I say "you need to turn off your car. Are you drunk? Have you taken any drugs?" "No, no no I just I blacked out. I don't know whats going on" Then the fire truck and ambulance and ten police cars come theres a bunch of standing around and questions the mother and father of the kid comes shes crying I feel sympathy for her and the couple in the house. And they cart him off to jail after the field sobriety test. The tow truck comes "which car do you want me to tow?" "the one inside the house." I make a statement to the cops, they make me fill out witness forms "yes I saw him behind the wheel getting out of the car" "good here's the case #" "will I be able to testify in the court of law" (<-- all eager beaver like) "maybe we don't know" Whoa now I am totally not in the test zone anymore

all I can think about is how precious life is. How important it is to tell the people you love how you feel about them. God never promises us another second on this world, nor the people we care about. I fear more for the people I love than I have ever feared for myself . . . I have not just come upon this tonight but over the past month or two. I remember the motivational speaker at school once talking about getting up in the middle of the night to make a sandwich and all of a sudden there is a truck in his house and his wife is trapped underneath suffocating to death in the sheets of their bed.

The other day a couple engaged to be married was walking to or from their car and were sideswiped, the man died and the woman injured.

At biketoberfest in daytona a married couple were walking together the wife a half step behind when a biker to her out leaving the husband untouched, she died too.

What if the one man I love is torn from my life? Will my faith in God be so strong to go through that? Will I be able to live through a broken heart of such a circumstance? I am so scared. And not because of tonight . . . no I know what I have is the best thing ever, it's true love, I cherish it every second of the day.
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