reading my book..the handmaid's tale...and actually getting into it. silence disturbed by a car coming-no, speeding- down the street. "stupid kids" i was thinking..b/c that's not uncommon on my street. they're literally all drunken idiots. nothing out of the ordinary. CRASH...as if i'd known it was going to happen..i was certain. and i knew it was my car - no doubt in my mind. yet when i looked out the window i saw no one and no car. i sit back down and try to comfort myself with my book, my own voice. "it's nothing, nothing happened" yet i knew different. my poor parents...if they don't catch this jerk they'll have to pay for it all. needless to say my parents are absolutely ticked. i feel for them...they shouldn't have to put up with this. they already go through so much for us. positive light...i'm trying to find one...i'm scrounging for one. at least i wasn't in the car...i thank God for that. i couldn't take another one. when i heard the crash it sent shivers up and down my spine. i'm done..i cant' say anymore...*manda*