Friday assignment 1

The crash came suddenly, horrifying and memorable. We were driving down the road, where the sun shone in a crimson hue upon the river when the fight began. I remember listening to "suicide and other comforts" by Cradle Of Filth when she hurled her book into the backseat. She screamed "God will you shut that shit off." My only reply was, You can be such a bitch, sometimes I wish you would die. Suddenly the chair my mom died in appeared in the middle of the road. Of course it was only a flashback to the chair, but none the less I swerved to miss it. As I swerved her head struck the side window with such force that it split wide open. I slammed on the brakes and slid into another vehicle. As the cars collided her head bounced of the headrest and into the windshield snapping her neck and killing her instantly. I'm sure someone, somewhere will miss her, but I certainly won't.