Last year, Chris, my best friend, got a brand new car; a Mitsubishi Lancer OZ Rally. It was bright yellow with gorgeous chrome rims, tinted, and a sunroof. That was not even the best part; the inside had black and yellow leather seats with LANCER embroided on them. I would have given anything for a car like that. This car took a chunk out of his pocket. It cost $24,500.00; he put $5,000.00 down and has to make payment of $400.00 per month for 4 years. His insurance added on to that was $200.00 a month. Chris worked construction with his father’s business. Chris’s family is well off; they had a very nice two story 6 bedroom house. I wasn’t doubting that he couldn’t make these payments, he was just going to have to commit to work like crazy for the next 4 years. The only thing that I was nervous of was if he was going to get in an accident, and crash up his brand new baby. I don’t think that he is irresponsible, but any kid that age and younger is going to be dumb when they get a new fast car, they are going to show off and try to be “cool”. Everyone should be cautious when driving because cars are like loaded guns; they are ready to injure or kill and can go off at any time.
I wake up in bed. I had the worst nightmare ever. I can’t wait to call my friends and tell them about my dream. Then I felt a sharp pain in my left elbow; there was a cast on it. I was not in my bed either. I was in a hospital bed. There was a nurse in my room, with a big smile to see me open my eyes. I thought about the accident and wanted to keep my eyes shut. Why me? Why my friends? It had felt like the whole universe stopped and God just pointed at my friends and me.