She wouldn't hear it so
I kept my mouth shut. I really didn't want to get into a fight with her that
night of all nights.
Finally it was the time
that she wanted me to pick her up. I knew that she didn't want to be
late, so I rushed over there. It was no be deal, it wasn't like I was
speeding or anything. When I picked her up she was beautiful. No one
could say otherwise.
As fast as I picked her
up, we were off again. On the ride over there we just talked about how much
fun it was going to be and how we were going to see all our friends for the
second last time. It was going to be crazy, we both said that we would
drink that night but not enough to get drunk. I was only going to have 1. I
really didn't want to push it. I said to her that she could drink as much as
she wanted to, after all she wasn't the one that had to drive.
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My dad let me borrow his
car that night because my car was in the shop getting the brakes fixed. I
always had fun driving this car because it was so old fashioned but it was
still cool. All I had to do was not get into an accident with it and I would
be fine.
It was raining. Denver
was really nice when it rained but the roads always seemed to be slippery. I
was always careful, but it was all those other drivers that I was worried
about. Some never watched where they were going and that really bugged me.
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We were on a bridge and
like I said it was really slippery, and I guess someone stopped to quick in
front of us and we hit the side of the bridge really hard. After that
I really don't remember much but when I did wake up again I felt like there
was blood everywhere on my body.
There was people all
around and people from the hospital were there helping the other people that
were hurt.
A few minutes later I
found Mya. She didn't look to good. She had blood coming from here mouth and
from where we both were, we were lunged from the car. I was surprised I was
still breathing.
I just sat there and
held her. She kept on saying how much she loved me and how much she was
going to miss me but I could grasp what she was getting at. I was all so
surreal to me. Was she slowly slipping away from me? If so, how come?
I mean god wouldn't do that to me would he?
Just as I finished that
last thought, I heard her mumble something so I leaned down and kissed her
for as long as I could. Little did I know that would be our last
kiss. Before to long I literally felt the life come out of her and it
tore me up inside.
When the medics finally
came to us all they had to do was put her on a stretcher. I didn't want
to let go of her but I knew I had to. When they finished loading
her up, they gave me a blanket and put in the back of a cop car to keep
me warm. I literally felt empty inside.
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Quite a few years have
passed and I still think about her. My parents keep telling me to
try and get over her, but believe you me, that is a lot harder
then it sounds.
I think that if I try
hard enough, I will get over her. Even if it kills me I will do it,
but if that happens then I know that I will be with her once again.
