She stumbled from her bed and wiped her swollen eyes. She hated herself for
crying. Every night she wept endlessly and every morning she loathed
herself for doing it. It made her feel weak and cowardly. And Mikhaila
Bennet was not weak, nor was she cowardly.
Kay grumbled as she brushed her hair. She hated mornings. She hated the bright sun streaming through her window and invading her dark unconsciousness. She hated the horrendous screeching of her father's voice in the shower. She hated the suffocating smell of her mother's bran wheat muffins. She most especially hated the vapid smile that Charity woke up with and the way Miguel came over and just stared at that sick smile.
Kay looked out the window to see what the weather was like so she would know what to wear. It had snowed two days ago and had been melting but last night's 20 degree weather had covered the ground in patches of frozen ice.
"Great, that's just what I need. I hate driving in icy weather." Kay complained to herself.
She begrudgingly walked down to the kitchen. Just as she stepped in the doorway she saw Miguel lean in to kiss Charity. Kay wanted to scream. Suddenly her head was filled with all the things wrong in her life. Everyone has a breaking point and Kay had reached hers. Sure she had often seen Miguel and Charity kiss but for some reason it made Kay want to explode. The straw had broken the camel's back and Kay was paralyzed. She stood staring at them with thoughts, screams, cries, and hysteria whirling around in her head. Finally, she snapped out of it, turned and raced out the front door.
The engine revved on the old Mustang Kay had saved over a year to buy. She turned on the engine and peeled out of the driveway. She continued speeding down the road when the back end of her car suddenly fishtailed. She lost control for a second but was able to regain it. Breathing a sigh of relief, Kay made herself slow down. The roads were icy and no matter how much her life sucked she did not want to die.
Driving, slowly, down the road toward school Kay greatly wished she could just turn around and lay back down in her bed and go to sleep. Busy with her thoughts, she didn't see the big black truck sliding on the ice, heading right toward her. Suddenly, incredible waves of pain crashed over her as she crashed headlong into the large vehicle. As her face hit the windshield she only thought was that she forgot to put on her seatbelt. After that she didn't think of anything. Everything was black, quiet, and without worry as she felt herself flying.
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Kay grumbled as she brushed her hair. She hated mornings. She hated the bright sun streaming through her window and invading her dark unconsciousness. She hated the horrendous screeching of her father's voice in the shower. She hated the suffocating smell of her mother's bran wheat muffins. She most especially hated the vapid smile that Charity woke up with and the way Miguel came over and just stared at that sick smile.
Kay looked out the window to see what the weather was like so she would know what to wear. It had snowed two days ago and had been melting but last night's 20 degree weather had covered the ground in patches of frozen ice.
"Great, that's just what I need. I hate driving in icy weather." Kay complained to herself.
She begrudgingly walked down to the kitchen. Just as she stepped in the doorway she saw Miguel lean in to kiss Charity. Kay wanted to scream. Suddenly her head was filled with all the things wrong in her life. Everyone has a breaking point and Kay had reached hers. Sure she had often seen Miguel and Charity kiss but for some reason it made Kay want to explode. The straw had broken the camel's back and Kay was paralyzed. She stood staring at them with thoughts, screams, cries, and hysteria whirling around in her head. Finally, she snapped out of it, turned and raced out the front door.
The engine revved on the old Mustang Kay had saved over a year to buy. She turned on the engine and peeled out of the driveway. She continued speeding down the road when the back end of her car suddenly fishtailed. She lost control for a second but was able to regain it. Breathing a sigh of relief, Kay made herself slow down. The roads were icy and no matter how much her life sucked she did not want to die.
Driving, slowly, down the road toward school Kay greatly wished she could just turn around and lay back down in her bed and go to sleep. Busy with her thoughts, she didn't see the big black truck sliding on the ice, heading right toward her. Suddenly, incredible waves of pain crashed over her as she crashed headlong into the large vehicle. As her face hit the windshield she only thought was that she forgot to put on her seatbelt. After that she didn't think of anything. Everything was black, quiet, and without worry as she felt herself flying.
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