passed my face as I rode down the street and all I could think
about was that in a few moments this would be my favorite
truck.
Suddenly a sharp crash rang the streets as I collided with
the ground. I lay in shock deciding whether or not to get up.
Finally, after assessing what had happened I stood up. As I
stood a warm hot river flowed down my leg and into my shoes I
looked down only to discover that I was now standing in a pool
of warm bright red blood. I fell to my knees, and then to my
back as I slowly started going into shock. I looked around with
fear in my eyes and I started screaming for help.
Finally, after what felt like an hour, was only but a minute,
my father came charging out of the house with a horrible
worried look on his face. He ran to me and told me to calm
down. He looked me over grabbed a branch beside us and told
me to bite down. I did as I was told. I looked down to see his
hand submerged inside my leg, holding the artery shut that
had been sheared in half.
Slowly I started drifting into an endless slumber, growing
more and more tired and becoming more and more relaxed, I
was ripped back into the world by my father shaking me,
telling me not to fall asleep. My father was an honest man, so I