This is not how I pictured my day going. When I woke up this morning I didn't think I would end up in lying in the street covered in blood. I'm not even sure it’s my blood. I’m cold and it’s raining, this most likely ruining my suit. With every drop of rain that runs down my body brings with it more blood. When I turn my head I can see the men that were in the crash. One of them I didn't bother pulling out. The other died right after I got him to the ground. He tried to tell me to save his partner. I got his partner out just before I collapsed. He looked at me and asked, "Who are you?" “That’s the same thing your partner asked. What kind of question is that?” This guy doesn't look well. Yeah, he ain't gonna make it. I didn't picture dying like this. Not like I thought I would die in an avalanche of girls. I just thought there would be more pain. Looking around there is a lot of broken glass. I feel light head. Wow, there is a lot of glass. I'm having the strangest déjà vu. I haven’t eaten all day. Man, the rain is really coming down……. I should bring my plants inside. I wonder if Dexter is on tonight?................. I haven’t eaten all day. I’m tired. My stomach is upset…………….. Where is that music coming from?.............. I smell flowers. “Mom?”
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