After last period I jump into my car and turn on the engine. I hear the passenger door open. It is Izzy. "Hey, do you mind giving me a ride home?" Izzy says. "No, not at all!!" I say in excitement. We don't talk much at first. "D-d-do you f-feel the s-same way as I-I feel?" I ask all of the sudden, regreting the words that just came out of my mouth. I smack my for head in embarrassment but she doesn't seem to notice. "What do you mean? Are you talking about what happened this morning?" She replies after a few seconds of thinking. I can tell she already knows what I am talking about, just doesn't WANT to talk about it. "Ya, that thing!" "Well, that depends on how you feel. Because I feel like we are one now!" She says, smiling that beautiful smile.
All of the sudden a car crashes into us, hard. He had to be going at least 120 miles. Our car flips over and we are upside down all of the sudden. I look at Izzy and she has passed out. i shut my eyes a few moments later and when I open them there are doctors everywhere and I am in a hospital bed. "W-w-where i-is Iz-zy?" I ask, my head hurting. "She is fine, a minor concussion and a sprained wrist. Few bruises here and there." The doctor says immediately. "But you, you got lucky. No sprains, broken bones, or concussion. Just a LOT of cuts and bruises, should be gone in the next few weeks. Just watch yourself though, you lost quite a lot of blood. You are staying the night and leaving in the morning, we need to take care of these nasty bruises. Ok?" He says walking out of the room. "OK!" I yell back at him
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The Great Depression
Teen Fictionthis story is about heartbreak and death, while it's also about love and passion. carter and izzy, best friends and soulmates, for the time being anyway.
