"are you scared of car crashes?" - she asked the girl
"should I be?" - she answer with another question
"I don't know... I am!" 
"you don't have to be.. it's something that happens..you know, like death" 
"you're a child.. why are you talking about death? you're eighteen years old" 
"that's right..  but I don't wanna be that old women , I don't want to hear some kids..my kids calling me "grandma" , I don't wanna be a burden.. I'm not gonna be a cute grandmother.. I'm not gonna be a grandmother! "
"how about being a mother?"
"I think I'll be..but not an ideal mother..just a mother, you know, a stupid mother"
"why?"
"because my kids will loose me..and I'll be young! i will not die of old age.. you know, we come back to crashes "
"do you want to die in a crash?"
"not really.. I want to die in car."
"explain"
"I'll drive it, I'll die driving and I'll smile, the pain will be good for me, because I'll feel my death.. it will not be easy and slow.. it will not be a death in torment..it will be a quick death, a happy one.. in a car"
"can we stop talking about death?"
"why?"
"because you are driving!"