“Sleepless Night” Model Post

June 23rd, 2018

Approximately 7:00 pm

Tick. Tick. Tick.

The minutes counted down around me, the rest of the day looming over my head. My sister had asked me to pick up our supper from a local restaurant, Dog N Suds. Fine by me. I love a good burrito. I climbed into my 2004 black Jeep Liberty, backed out of the drive, and answered a call from my mother at the stop sign. I put the phone on speaker and turned left onto the road. 

Tick. Tick. Tick.

I can’t remember the conversation that we were having right then. 

Tick. Tick.

I do remember reaching over to turn down the air so I could hear her better. I looked up to see a car approaching the stop sign to my left far too quickly for my liking. 

Tick. Tick.

My brain didn’t have time to send the signals to my hands or feet to move the wheel or hit the brakes.

Tick.

I don’t remember the feeling of the impact. I don’t remember the airbag deploying. I don’t remember blacking out. But, I remember the sound of the tires squealing and of glass shattering. I looked up to see my vehicle facing the direction the car had come from, but I was now in someone’s yard.