Hardly able to see through
The pelting field of rain, legs aching,
And lungs thumping against her rib cage,
She luckily was able to make out the dark
Foreboding presence of a large brick
Building only a few hundred feet away.
The school was in sight.
She might actually be able to get there in time.
Making a break for the crossing that led to
the school’s front entrance,
she hardly noticed of speeding
cars that could have been driving past.
A blurred headlight in her peripheral vision
hardly made its way into her thoughts.
“Not gonna be late today,”
She whispered to herself.
“I’m going to make it, I’m actually going to-”
In sudden unison, two sounds permeate the air:
The distractingly loud ring of the bell;
And the deafening crash of skin hitting steel.
An unexpectedly sudden,
but ultimately fatal, hit and run.