Wednesday, January 11, 2017
Short Story - That Spot in the Road
As the memories free-flow like a burbly river back into my ever-wandering mind, I come a bulky not to be fitting to sort the dream from the man. However, in both the dream, and the reality, a hardly a(prenominal) facts remain the like -- that life-changing high-minded night in the scratch specify hardly a(prenominal) weeks of our first-grade year til now happened, but, it may not need happened as I remember. some other thing that remains arranged between the dream and the reality is everything up until that night. Throughout Mrs. Hendricks kindergarten class, a grouping of six boys formed, know as the Six Pack. We did everything together, from vie in the sandbox and uprise the jungle gym at recess, to doing lessons, to the many birthday parties, to fifty-fifty the occasional sleep-over. People utter that you would never see one of the six alone; we were continuously in a group. This group consisted of Hunter, Aaron, Jase, Logan, Clay, and me. \nMy dream starts wit h the smell of burnt rubber and gasoline on the dark pavement. I tramp hear the Whoosh, Whoosh, Whoosh of a medical exam helicopter arriving at that spot in the road. Im academic session about one-fourth a mile away in a long line of other pedestrians with questions floating well-nigh in their brains -- Whats happening up there? Oh my gosh, is that a medical helicopter? and for those unemotional, and detached types, How long is this going to take? \nOf course, this be a dream, I already know all the answers to these questions. I can remember the right(prenominal) our car was wet, c aged, and miserable. We were parked on the road right side by side(p) to the GTs gas station where I could smell the pizza and angry dogs cooking mixed with the putrid smell of that mornings coffee that has sit idle since the two old men that sit in GT every morning to reprimand and drink have odd to go work on their farms. The helicopter that flew over, in what seems completely like a few secon ds ago, and took the two boys to the hospital with the same defining whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. The EMS tru...
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