JULNOWRIMO

My head ringing, and not sure what had happened to the last thirty seconds, I stumbled away from my car. I was looking two ways at once because my eyes hadn’t quite agreed on which way was forward yet, and I’m not sure how I kept my feet. My car was a crumbled and dieing mess. Steam gushed from it’s front end and a pool of gasoline gathered under it’s ass. Someone was yelling at me to stay away from it, possibly because it was on fire but most likely because they were a jerk and couldn’t see how I had to be with my poor friend while she passed away.