This is a part of one of my books sooo PLEASE comment - Still debating whether I should ever publish or not :s .
Dazed in her everyday life, Liz wondered if she would ever make it in to the NY for work. First the flat tire that DJ her boyfriend had to get right back out of bed to change, after working all night. Then she couldn't find her keys and now shes stuck in longest line she has ever seen in the bank.
"hey, LADY" a voice bounded into her thoughts. Liz turned around to see a gruff looking man pointing at her. "You dropped your papers" he told her. OH! Thank you she said as she bent down to pick them up. Just as her hand touched the paper several loud sounds echo through the bank.
Liz fell forward not sure what she had heard. Looking around she saw several people laying on the floor. She look to see where the man, that had told her about her papers was, there was no one that even resembled him near her. She looked at the papers she had picked up, they were just blank deposit forms.
A few minutes later the police swarmed all over the place. They kept asking Liz what she had seen, and she repeated her story over and over until they appeared satisfied that she was telling them the truth. Hours later she finally stood alone, in shock over the evens. She called DJ, but he did not answer, she left a message for him telling him she was on her way home.
Sitting in her car Liz rethought everything that had happened. She wondered why the man told her she had dropped. Why had she lived when everyone else there died. She wanted to cry, feeling so confused about the entire episode. Two thoughts kept popping into her mind as she drove toward her home. Why had she lived and what happened to the man she spoke to.
When she arrived at home DJ was just waking up. Liz told him about everything that had happened. He explained that he thought it was just luck and she shouldn't give any of it a second thought. They did get to spend some time together, which is a rare thing for Liz. She and DJ never get time together during the week. When it was time for DJ to go to work, he hugged Liz and told her to call him if she needed him.
Liz sat alone for a while until she began over thinking the days events.
At 1 am she decided to run up to the corner store to pick up some camels for DJ and juice for the morning. Reaching to start her car she saw something move on the passenger side. She went ahead and cranked the car and drove to the store. She bought the cigarettes, juice and a few more things she found to make breakfast for DJ. Loading the bags in the car she again thought she saw someone in her parietal vision. Its all in your head she said out loud to herself.
Turning out of the store a horn blew, she looked to the right just as an huge eighteen wheeler truck plowed into her car. It mangled the small Honda that she was driving, crushing it into itself. When Liz come to there was no one around. She pushed and pushed until she open her drivers door. Climbing out she looked over her body to see if she was hurt. She looked up and down the road there where no cars anywhere.
Do you need some help a guy yelled from the store parking lot. She stood there just staring at him for a few seconds. He walked down to where she was standing in the road. What the H**l did you do to that car!! he asked. I..I don't know... Where am I Liz asked him. He answered your standing on US 64 in South Carolina. He pried the car door open and pulled out a bag. I guess these are yours he said handing her a pack of cigarettes. I guess so she said as she opened the pack and pulled one out. By the way my name is Chris the guy informed her as he lit her cigarette. Nice to meet you Liz replied "my name is Deb, Debra actually"
More to come later....
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