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Thursday, August 8, 2013
August 8th Challenge
it’s Christina –
I got one of those phone calls every parent dreads. Your child is on the other
end of the line crying saying they were in an accident.
brain does not process the fact that they were able to call you, speak to you,
tell you what happened, so therefore they are not lying in a ditch bleeding and
unconscious; you’re only focus is I’ve got to get to my baby. Until you hold
them in your arms and see for yourself that they are alright, you are in panic
daughter borrowed my car so she could have a goodbye lunch with a group of
friends who were all leaving for college. With one friend and an exchange
student in the car with her, my daughter was driving to the restaurant when the
brakes failed on the car. When she attempted to get off the main, heavy trafficked
drag onto a secondary road which she thought would be a safer place to try and
pull over, she was not able to slow down enough to make the turn safely and she
hit a car coming down the secondary road.
guy she hit was a real jerk and started screaming at her, which upset her even
more. (The nice police officer put a kibosh on the man’s ranting real quick
when he informed the man a brake failure caused the accident, but the creep never
came over to apologize for over reacting.)
extent of the injuries were: my daughter’s friend had a tiny piece of glass in
her leg which she pulled out herself, I cleaned and my daughter put a Band-Aid
on; my daughter jammed her thumb, has minor bruises from the seat belt and from
where the airbag hit her, and her neck is a little stiff. If you saw what the
car looked like, you’d be amazed the injuries were so slight – NOT THAT I’M
today, in addition to the long list of things I needed to get done, I now have
to deal with the insurance company. Thankfully, they are all really great, so
it shouldn’t be a problem, but it will be an hour or so I could have spent
tackling other things. That being said, I need to get this show on the road.
everyone has a wonderful (and safe) day! Happy writing!
Your Last Challenge was:
see you out there, through my window, taunting me, mocking me. Don’t you think
I would rather be with you instead of in here working? I know I can’t. I have
too much to do. I must be strong. Perhaps I can finish quickly. No, if I rush
it will be obvious, the work will be filled with mistakes I would just have to
fix later. Why must you look so inviting? You have become such a distraction; I
will never get this work done.
if I take just half an hour … no, No, NO, I must be strong!
Determined, I get up, pull the curtains
closed with a snap and get back to writing.
See, even items with no reflective
properties can become shiny objects… well at least they can for me. Sorry, I
know it is short today. Sometimes life itself becomes its own shiny object.
Next Challenge is:
There’s a knock on the door. The unfamiliar person on the
other side says they grew up in the house and would like to see it. What
happens next? (You can be the knocker or the person opening the door.)
You have 10 minutes (be honest). There is no right or wrong,
just write. Spelling and punctuation don’t count and NO ONE is allowed to
criticize what someone else has written. Go.