Car accident

12:19pm Wednesday 16th April 2008

Silence. A strong, icy wind whipped through the winding country lane, rocking the overturned car like a baby in a cradle. Screams for help were engulfed by the constant silence. Actually it was only one scream from one survivor. Joy riders. That's what they had been; but there was no joy on their faces now. Upside down in a ditch, secured to their seats by their seatbelts, the four people hung like rag dolls. It was strange that they had thought to put them on when they had jumped into the stolen car. Instinct maybe. You see, they were new to this - good kids, gone bad. It was the stress of the exams that had literally tipped them upside down. They just wanted some way to unwind, some exhilaration and no sonnet from Shakespeare or Jane Austen novel could give them the kind of fun that they wanted. It was a bad choice, a very bad choice and now they were all paying for it.

The stench of blood filled the car, chocking the survivor until her eyes filled with tears. The faces of the three deceased were as pale as the whitest winter snow, their clothes covered in a crimson red. The tears which had welled up in the eyes of the fourth person, the only survivor, rolled down their face and dropped to the roof of the car as she accepted what she believed to be her fate; no one knew that they were there and no one was coming for them. Just as she had let this thought cross her mind, a pair of lights dazzled her. A mesmerising pair of headlamps, from an approaching vehicle started to give her hope; and a siren - it was some sort of emergency vehicle coming for her, coming to save her!

Becky
Age 14

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