The Walk (236 hits)
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Submitted by spyder882001 (View user info) at 2008-05-08 22:46:41 EDT
I looked up at the clock from my chair. I didn't realize that I had been sitting at the table for so long. It was dark outside already. My eyes darted around the room; cheap wallpaper, refrigerator, gas stove, microwave, chairs. Nothing fancy, just the same stuff I've had for the last three years that I've lived in this apartment. Yet, the room felt empty and cold, almost foreign. I wanted to leave. But where? Where would I go?
I pulled on my jacket, grabbed my keys, and headed out the door. The cool air hit my face and I jammed my fists deep into my pockets and wrapped my right hand around the set of keys. My middle finger slipped through the metal key ring as my pointer and ring fingers twirled the two keys around it. Simultaneously I stepped off my porch onto the old sidewalk. Large cracks ran through it, just daring the elderly to happen by so that they could reach out and knock them to the ground.
I navigated expertly around the hazards of the walkway. The bar was only a few blocks away, I figured I might as well have a few. It wasn't like it would take more than fifteen minutes to get there, and the walk would do me some good. I also decided that a game of pool or two would help take my mind off things. My slow pace became more of a brisk walk as the wind started to blow causing a chill to run down my spine.
The entrance to the bar was just a few feet away. I reached my left hand out and opened the door. Cigarette smoke rolled out with a blast of warm air and I stepped into the large open room letting the door close behind me. Two pool tables and a silent juke box sat to my left. Two young men occupied one of the pool tables. The taller one clearly beating the short older guy. The bar, at the far end of the room, was staffed by a rather cute woman who was probably in her mid thirties. I realized she probably had several kids at home as I sat down on an empty bar stool.
Flirting with the Barmaid was fun but unrewarding. After about eight beers and losing three games of pool, I decided to head home. It was a little after midnight and a light frost was just starting to cover everything. It looked beautiful in the pale orange glow of the street lights. Only a few cars were out this late, more than I expected though. I looked up into the sky and craned my neck to see the moon through the moving treetops.
I didn't even realize I was falling at first. I quickly tried to regain my balance, but it was too late. I toppled into the street. The headlights were blinding as I felt the front bumper of the car slam into my back and left shoulder. My head smacked into the hood as I rolled over the car and into the windshield. I expected to continue on over the car, but instead glass shattered around me. My weight forced broken glass into the passengers face just as the driver braked, sending me rolling out of the car and onto the pavement.
I felt my chest start to spasm as I lay there bleeding. I was going into shock. I knew I was dying. Which breath was going to be my last one? I thought it would hurt but I guess the endorphins had kicked in pretty quick. Suddenly the drivers face was over mine. I couldn't hear what she was saying, my eardrums were ruptured and clear liquid was oozing out of my right ear. She was crying as I choked on my last breath and my lungs collapsed. I opened my mouth in protest of death, but nothing came out. The spasms stopped.
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Submitted by Lib (user info) at 2008-05-09 17:46:43 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by CarterPFly (user info) at 2008-05-09 13:19:24 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Seemed a bit blah blah blah, get killed by a car. Well written though.
Submitted by HurtByTheSun (user info) at 2008-05-09 03:34:11 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Meh.
Submitted by Wildman (user info) at 2008-05-09 00:24:24 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
lose everything except the last two paragraphs and add a better picture
Submitted by DonovanMD (user info) at 2008-05-08 23:03:33 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by spyder882001 (user info) at 2008-05-08 22:58:44 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I really hope I've written somthing good this time
Submitted by jasumthin (user info) at 2008-05-08 22:50:37 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
+2
there will be no shunning