I spotted a bizarre creature-like thing standing right in front of the car. I stayed still, my train of thoughts working on my mind, the question, "What was that thing?" echoed on my head. My visions were puzzlingly fixed on the breathtaking thing. Father's eye opened widely, open-mouthed, noticing the body in the nebulous when approaching closely and tried to turn the wheels and they squealed and I felt the car inverting, and I grabbed Jimmy tightly with alarm, squeezing my eyes. The car smashed, turning and rotating thumpingly. I vertiginously turned on all four sides of the car, imagining birds flying around my head. It banged and thudded massively, the glasses smashing and stabbed in my skin, blood reaching out. The car was damaged soberly and was lastly it stalled by a thin tree. Puffs of fumes waved away in the atmosphere from the engine. 

I laid there unconscious for two or three minutes up till I woke up. I could savour the blood merging in my jaws. I could feel it spilling out my mouth and soaking my tongue. I felt the tortuous and fractures in my bones. Each crack felt like rocks stroke on my skin. I sucked and swallowed in thin air, feeling my lungs hiding in on themselves.  My head felt the only thing inside, motionless. I weakened and waked with anguish. My agony was the only thing retaining me conscious.

I felt sweaty, ashy and pale skin. I sensed my heard heart palpitating hardly, realising myself weakened, my wobbly head spinning with dizziness, feeling of restlessness. I touched my nose and observed blood on my finger. I stared down and found pieces of glass pierced into my skin and blood reaching and gliding down the heel. They were also penetrated in my arm. I slowly raised my trembling to remove the broken glasses. I walked on the shattered glass back to the car, the glass crumbling under my shoes. 

I approached gradually to the bang-up vehicle. It was dented, marked and scratched up. The window was splintered up. The left door was unlocked, opened and gore was scattered out. Then I saw mum's hair. I progressed to her, crouching down near her, it was horrible. I shook her up numerous time but she didn't wake up. I went to dad and checked his pulse or even breathing to ensure myself but it wasn't working. I became dewy-eyed and soon beads of tears rolled down the cheeks and dropped down the ground, I started sobbing. I couldn't believe my eyes. I didn't know what to do.

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