Today just, not seemed. To be my perfect day. At all.

I was supposedly going to work, a miniature replica of a certain object from a movie in my car seat, and the next thing I know I'm yelling as my car is flipped over.

Oh yeah, need to backtrack for a moment, seems like I'm rushing. First, introductions, greetings and saluations. My name is Clara Rosa. I am 26 years old and today is a major clusterfuck at the moment.

Why? You may ask? Well, I was simply on my way to work, a the most hellish time of the day. Around seven am, and to those people that is here. I am neither a morning person or a night person. I just seem to hate waking up early on work days for some reason. Meanwhile I get up on weekends early as a bird. The bird that gets the early worm. Which is getting coffee at Starbucks. Although I do seem to wake up around six am during the weekends. Which is weird for my sleeping schedule. I usually wake up at five am. Yes, I do wake up normally at that time.

I am such an night owl.

But back to more important matters instead of rambling. Which brings us right back to me driving. Or at least me getting ready to drive. I was dressed in my work clothes as I drove through the city I lived in, my car blending in with traffic in the daily lives of cityfolk. To say it simply, things were pretty normal. Well, not for me though, since today a certain package arrived today of all days. You see, I am rather a big big fan of a franchise.

Transformers.

It happened when the first movie came out in 2007. And I was like, what? 15? Seeing it for the first time was kust.

Wow, so much wow.

Sure, the modern movies now are great, but to be honest. All of the Transformers movies are the best. Moving on.

I've watched the other four movies, and yes, including the new one that came out during 2017. And, uh, spoilers. I probably did not squealed when I heard Bumblebee's voice again. Around the scene dealing with Optimus after he came back to his senses when he spoke. Which was after he took the scepter and before Megatron went to take it back to Quintessa.

That was just so fucking amazing! Things had improved so much since the last four movies. I admire the work, so good for you Michael Bay.

Although, I seem to getting put of topic of me driving oh so happily and delightfully to work. With the attitude of a sloth as I end up at traffic. But about the 'certain item' I mentioned earlier.

When I woke up and dressed up, brushed my teeth. Ate a bagel. Went out. Then I saw a package at the doorstep, which peaked my interest since I never remembered if I ordered it or not. So I decided to go and take it to the car. For some bizzare reason.

Fate does that.

And during the ride I opening the package bit by bit. Since if there was traffic that lasted for more than ten minutes. I opened the box, which was soon unveiled to be a replica of the Allspark!

It looked almost exactly like it, all of the intricate carvings and the features. I was amazed. I wasn't sure if I, a friend, sibling, or some stranger bought it for me. Or it could be my flaky memory which is probably the fault of this. Yet, I didn't care since I had something part of Transformers now. The gift was a delight. Until I noticed something that I couldn't quite put my finger on. So I monetarily parked at a nearby street.

Fuck you work. I'm just going to be making up an excuse for this after all. Nothin' anyone can do if I come up with a valid excuse.

Which is all the time I needed while I inspected the Allspark copy. Letting my hands run along it, and it was light, as expected. But it still had some weight to it as I let my finger trail along the markings. Similar to the one in the first Transformers movie.

I smiled to myself and sighed softly at the sight. It may be smaller than the shrinked one in the movies. But it had every detail, I could even imagine the scene where Sam had pushed the cube into Megatron's chest.

But, coincidentally I accidentally pressed something and with a click.

The cube opened.

I blinked, I was not expecting that what so ever. I lifted the lid and looked inside.

The interior was made of black velvet, but when I looked inside. I let out a gasp of surprise at the sight. For I was brightening with joy as I reached inside and pulled something out.

Inside I pulled out was two bracelets. And not just any normal ones. These two, had Allspark shards as a charm. It was probably meant to be matching things by the looks of it. So I made a note to give it to a close friend later.

At first, the day was dull and boring like any other day. Until the package arrived and things got suspicious. Then I saw it was a package with the replica of the Allspark cube. That made my day brighter and better. That is, when I pulled the bracelets out, the next thing I know there's a car honking. Turning my head as my eyes widened.

I could clearly see a truck out of control, but it was heading at my direction. Frozen with fear as time slowed down. Holding the bracelets like a lifeline. As if it would give me luck to save me.

I knew it wouldn't, because in this single moment, I was going to die.

Dying without fulfilling my dreams.

Dying without a lover or telling someone my feelings.

And dying came with many regrets, so I closed my eyes and waited for my end.

Yet.

Yet.

Instead of facing immediate doom by a bus crushing me and my car into a pile of scrap and bones.

I felt the car flipping over, bringing me back into reality as I scream, the car on its side as I was knocked against the window. Feeling the rough impact crack the glass as I grimaced.

Everything hurts. And everything sucks.