Caution, the following story contains car crush and trampling themes involving a minor, it is a fictional story created for your entertainment and should be taken as such.
One day, my sister and I had spent the afternoon playing hide and seek in the house and in the garden. She was a few years older than me but the fact that I was ten often played to my advantage as I had an edge in imagination when thinking of the best places to hide, and because of this I often won. We had played on and off for most of the afternoon and the daylight was fading like the countries bank account. Nevertheless it kept us out the way of our mum and aunt who had spent their time in a semi-successful attempt to fix the car. The car a ‘Hyundai Entourage 2007’ had been damaged in recent days as we had been forced to continually drive over a badly damaged road to get to our house. General poor maintenance, freeze-thaw effect from the weather, and vandals had resulted in a section of road with multiply dips, ditches, pot-holes and cracks. Having to drive over this had damaged the car so that it was now making a worrying rattling noise and even stalled by itself now and again (thankfully only at low speeds so it was still reasonably safe to drive short distances). There was no man of the house, so it fell down to my mother and aunt to try and fix the problems.
My sister was getting bored with playing with me, but I was still trying to entice her into one more game. Eventually after begging she agreed to play one last game, and told me to -
“Go and hide” and that she’ll try and find me soon.
Having thought about the car and seeing my mother and aunt work on it had given me the brilliant idea of hiding on the road behind the car. There were plenty of nooks and crannies that I could fit into, and giving the fact that they had abandoned their attempt to fix it, it seemed like the perfect place to hide. However it was not...
I had found a nice mould in the road to fit myself into, and had even covered myself with a think tartan blanket that had been left outside from a picnic we all had together at lunch. More than five minutes passed and I remained hidden. Despite it was now pretty dark and getting cold, I was pretty cosy and content knowing that my sister hadn’t found me yet. However within seconds of that thought, I heard voices coming out of the house. It was my mother, aunt and sister. I could hear them talking but they were still too far away for me to hear what they were saying. There were however getting closer to me, I was disappointed, my sister couldn’t find me so she had enlisted help to do so – I was seconds away from been discovered. I could hear two sets of high heels walking towards the car and another set of flat shoes behind them. They soon came into range of my listening.
“...for the moment at least, have to get someone professional to have a look.” My aunt’s voice commented.
“Hmm, it only has to get the kids to school in the morning, and then I can get it into the garage, are you sure it will get them that far – I wouldn’t want to breakdown half way there.” I heard my mum say with an edge of concern, this was brilliant – I still hadn’t been found.
“We can try it now, see if it’s driveable?” Added my aunt. I then heard her ask my sister where I was.
“Oh, he’s away hiding something, thinks I’m looking for him, can’t be bothered, he’ll be under the bed again.”
“Alright let’s try everyone into the car.”
I heard the trio climb into the car and seconds later the engine started. I could hear the unmistakable sound of the car driving slowly over pebbles, the sound was getting louder, and it was coming towards me. I suddenly remembered where I was and that nobody knew I was here but it was too late.
Slowly but surely I felt the back wheel of the car roll on to my stomach. I felt like my insides were being compressed like nothing I could have possibly imagined before. It rolled off a few seconds later; I knew what was coming next – the front wheel. I tried to braze myself for it, but as it rolled on to me I was totally unprepared. The weight was so much intense than the back wheel. I felt like the car was sitting directly on my spine, I felt like my sides were going to split open and that my internal organs were going to be reduced to mush, I felt like my eyes were going to pop out of their sockets. I couldn’t move, speak or even breathe. The front wheel rolled off and the car continued to reverse down the road. I couldn’t move for shock, knowing that a huge car that weighs nearly 6000 pounds filled with my family adding a few more hundred pounds to the weight (my aunt wasn’t the smallest woman), had just run over me. I was in pain, but to tell you the truth I loved it. I had been trampled by my sister a few times and I enjoy wrestling with her, but this was on an entirely different scale. I wanted to experience more, so much so that as I heard the car driving back up the drive I made no attempt to get up.
The front wheel passed over slower this time, followed later by the back wheel. I could hear a thumping sound with each pass, I could also hear that the car was still making a rattling sound. As the car reversed over me again, the rear wheel missed my stomach and run over my chest instead. I felt like my rib cage buckle under the weight and compress down, I honestly thought that my ribs were going to snap like twigs, but the rear wheel passed over. Now I was a bit scared as I had already experienced the weight of the front wheel on my stomach, on my chest it would no doubt crush me. For a brief second I was slightly relieved when I felt the car climb onto my stomach. Only for a brief second as the car had now stopped on top of me. The front wheel was parked on my stomach and I felt the car bounce a few times as the occupants got out of the car.
“Told you, it’s stalled again” I heard my mother say. I heard footsteps coming towards me, then I felt a different pain, a sharp pain between my ribs, as my aunt walked over me and towards the engine of the car, it was followed seconds later by another sharp pain as my mother’s high heel poked me again between the ribs. Then I felt a crushing sensation as my sister stepped on to my chest with her flat school shoes. I could hear my mother and aunt playing around with the car’s engine, all the while I had the car parked on me, and my sister standing on my chest. Just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse, she started to jump up and down on me forcing the air out of me with each bounce.
“This road is all bumpy” I heard her comment.
“I know it’s getting very bad”
My sister continued to stomp my chest with her heel and stamp her foot up and down. The seconds continued to pass while the car remained stationary. My legs had gone numb, I managed to run my fingers down the side of my body and towards my stomach. I could feel the tyre on top of me, I then felt the sides of my body, they were hot to the touch and my abdomen felt like the weight of the car had compressed it down to a few centimetres. I continued to struggle to breath, nearly a minute had passed before I heard footsteps coming towards me. The next thing I knew someone had stepped on my head with their heels, before climbing back into the car which increased its weight even more. As the car’s engine started my sister stepped off my chest and right on to my face. Thankfully it was only a few more seconds before the car rolled off my stomach and my sister got off my face.
I was relieved when my stomach reinflateted, I could breathe again and the feeling started to return to my legs. This was far more intensive that I had ever experienced before but I was enjoying being trampled and crushed by my mother, aunt and sister. I was disappointed that once the car was clear they gave up on attempting to fix it. They decided to go back indoors no doubt it was too cold for them all, but as they left each of them in turn stood hard on my face and chests before leaving me alone. This was a brilliant experience one I was determined to repeat....
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