in the market for a neck brace:

Sep 15, 2008 00:21

when the car hit us, i thought it was a bomb. i was sure of it.

two or three minutes later, we rammed the truck in front of us. i was sure of it.

in the ambulance, i wondered if derek stared at a similar ceiling. then i remembered he wasn't staring at anything.

when they tried to give me oxygen, for no reason i was angry. then i breathed easier.

when he asked for my social security number, what i gave was half student, half phone.

panic and stress do strange things to your mind.
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