I sighed happily as I stared out my car window. Today was my birthday, and earlier that day I had finally gotten season 3 of Hetalia in the mail. When I had seen the Prussia bandanna that had come with it, I flipped. I have no idea how my parents timed its arrival for my birthday, but it was well worth the wait.
I started a mini marathon by watching the other Hetalia DVD's I owned starting with Paint It White, then moving on to watch Seasons One and Two. By the time I started Season Three, it was late in the evening, but I continued on excitedly.

Not soon after i began to squee at how adorable little Prussia was, my dad came into the room. I was transfixed by the little figures on my laptop, and I didn't notice him until he started talking.

"Haylee, we're heading out to dinner now. Get your jacket and meet us in the car." Even though he wasn't necessarily trying to, he scared the living shit out of me. I ended up flipping my laptop into the pile of clothes I had at the edge of my bed and rolling off onto my hardwood floor. The floor that was freezing from the early spring weather. The floor that wad made out of pine, the strong, durable, and very hard kind. The floor my face was now planted into.

"Owww..." I moaned in pain. I then dragged myself off the floor and rushed to get to my laptop. Seeing that my baby was ok, I finally responded to my dad, who at this point in my life, wasn't surprised. He was used to me hurting myself by accident. Man, I'm such a klutz.

"So wait, do I get to choose where we go because it's my birthday?" I asked him, my head tilting, a reflex from watching all that anime. I wondered if I looked like a Pictonian...

I snapped out of my thoughts, only catch the end of what my dad said.

"...too expensive." He finished. Wait. What was too expensive? I saw that he was looking for a response so I said the only thing to say in this kind of situation.

"...Yes?" I guessed. Remember kids when in doubt, always say yes. Well, unless it's drugs. Or some sort of pact with the devil...or Russia.

On second thought ignore me. I'm rambling.

My dad sighed before repeating the sentence.

"I said that you can choose the place as long as it isn't to expensive, so where do you want to go?"

"Ooh! Can we go to Olive Garden? Pleeeeeaase?" I begged, literally getting on my knees. What can i say? I really wanted to go to olive garden.

My dad shook his head and facepalmed at my silly antics. Then nodding an afirmative he left my room. As soon ass the door was closed I jumped up to get dressed. I threw on my purple skinny jeans and pokemon T-shirt. I grabbed my Melvin sweatshirt from YGOTAS and headed for the car.

When we got to the restaurant, I got to order whatever I wanted, wallet permitting of course.

Afterwards we had some strawberry cheesecake and as the whole restaurant sung happy birthday, I shrunk down into my seat embarrassed by all the attention.

So now here i am on the 40 minute ride home. I was stuffed and sleepy. All I could think about was taking a long bath and sleeping in my soft bed with my cats. It sucked though because I really wanted to finish Season Three. But I knew there was no way it was gonna happen tonight. As these thoughts ran through my head I was already drifting in and out of sleep...

I was suddenly jerked awake as my mom swerved to avoid a giant pickup truck heading towards our car. We didn't collide with the pickup truck, but instead my side of the car was heading towards the other-side of the road. I started screaming as we continued towards the oncoming vehicle. I tried to brace for impact as well as I could, but there was nothing that I could do to truly protect myself. As we collided, the other car's front went smashing into my car door, and I felt myself getting thrown around.

The last thing I heard was my mother's panicking voice. I also remember smelling and tasting something that seemed almost metallic.