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The last thing you remember is laying in a pool of your own blood as you slowly fade out of consciousness.
You were 15 when the incident happened, you and your friends were heading to a new shop that had opened up in town. It was 6:32 pm and the sun had already set.
You were crossing the street when a pair of bright headlights swerved around the corner, hitting you head on.
You hit the ground as the air is pushed out of your lungs, you hit your head hard on the asphalt and you feel almost as if there's a warm, damp rag over you. Your vision goes out first as everything fades to black and the last thing you see is the bright headlights and your friends rushing to check on you. The feeling in your body goes next, you feel the warm blood slowly surround your body, going from you're head, to your shoulders, to your finger tips, down to your feet. The last thing to go is your hearing, the sound of tires screeching, sirens blaring, and your friends crying are the last things you experience before your life slipped out of your grasp.