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Zack's Summer Break by Isaac Edwards |
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The story of the
summer "my friend"
Zack chased his truck
off a cliff.
Chapter Five: Realization
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I’m afraid to open my eyes. I know that I have to. Years of beating myself up have taught me the roughest part is seeing what I’ve done. I’m alive and it’s time to pay the consequences. The visual realization actually brings the pain to life.
I open my eyes slowly, tragically aware of what I’m doing.
My truck is totaled. The gray visor, the character-building feature, is flattened on the driver’s side. It twists away from the smashed windshield and sticks up on the other side of the cab like the bill on a little boy’s hat. The topper is smashed and something important has been destroyed under the truck. The wheels are all fucked up and wobbly-lookin’. The driver’s side door hangs limply open, destroyed. The windshield caved in right where my face would have been, had I tried to climb into the truck. I should be dead. My head should be smashed.
My eyes close for a long, painful blink.
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