Something didn’t feel right, but Erica didn’t know exactly what it was. She woke up with a splitting headache, reached up to hold her head, and pulled her hand away. It was sticky with blood. Confusion clouded her reasoning as she tried to remember what had happened to have caused her head to be feeling as if it were splitting in two, and to be bleeding.|
As the young girl tried to turn to assess her situation, she was struck by blind panic when she realized she couldn’t move. She was pinned down by a heavy weight across her back, and a strap across her body. The sound of rain droned off the underside of her car. It was then that she realized she was upside down.
Erica, a rooky driver of 16 yrs. old, began to thrash about violently as she tried to fight her way out of the vehicle. Her panic had turned to terror as she struggled to get free. Nothing was working, and reasonable control of her fear was slow in coming. Finally, some sense started to assert itself, and she used breathing exercises to calm her nerves.
“My arms,” she breathed, “I can move my arms. How else could I have touched my head to find out it was bleeding?” This was followed by the thought, “I wonder if I can find my phone.”
Erica’s search was in vain, she realized, as her phone chose that time to start ringing, and she could see the glowing display on the other side of the car. She began to cry.
She didn’t know how much time had passed. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t see. She only knew she had dozed off when she woke. Then, blessedly, the bright beam of a flashlight shone in through her window.
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