Haunting Memorys and tears for a stranger  

rm_Twister2bed 48M
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5/14/2006 11:14 am

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Haunting Memorys and tears for a stranger

A haunting memory and the tears of a stranger.
It was June 18 1996, A vivid memory from my past long since tried to be forgotten,
but I realize that is a vain hope and some things never really go away.... they just slip to the back of your mind slightly out of focus in the shadows till something brings them back into the light.

It was late around 11pm there was a light drizzle of rain in the air and it was starting to get foggy outside because there was a slight chill in the air. I was driving home from work it had been a long day and I was in a hurry to get home and eat and take a shower. I was speeding 80 mph in a 55 zone. To fast for the conditions I know but I knew the road well. Radio blasting just chill in and hoping a deer didn’t jump out onto the road in front of me when all of a sudden along comes a car speeding behind me and gaining fast. I think if I am doing 80 they have to be doing 100 to gain that fast. Along they come and pass me bye, a Black BMW just flying high.
The driver doesn’t know it yet but their destiny is rapidly approaching them just up ahead.

You see up ahead concealed by the rain the fog and the night is a sharp bend in the roadway
hidden like a thief in the night. I try desperately flashing my lights and laying on my horn to warn them to slow down. To warn them.......if only I could warn them....if only.
They didn’t listen they didn’t pay attention...away they went continuing to speed continuing to lose sight of them.
Continuing on to the cold fate that awaits them speeding towards there destiny....
I slowed knowing what was ahead and hoping...hoping that somehow I wouldn’t find what I knew would be there hoping that somehow they cheated that curve in the road, somehow cheated that cold hand of fate.

As I got close enough to see through the fog and the rain, there I saw what I had prayed I wouldn’t.
The black BMW moments before all sleek and new now laying upside down all torn and twisted
it made me feel blue. Too fast for the turn to fast to fast for the rain and too fast to learn.
I pulled over got out of my car ran to the trunk grabbed the flares and tossed them all over the road. By now a driver behind me had stopped and I yelled call the police and the paramedics.

I ran to the overturned car and to my horror I see, A sweet young girl no older than 16.
She had hair as blond as honey and eyes as blue as the sea and there she was just looking up at me. She was crying and bleeding trapped in what used to be a car.
As hard as I tried I could not get her free and I could see from her injuries she was not long to be.
I tried and tried to get her seatbelt free trying desperately to free her from the wreckage of a car that used to be. Finally I was able to release the belt and pulled her from the vehicle

She cried and pleaded with me..... please don’t let me die. Please I am afraid to die I don’t want to die. Please she cried. I looked her straight in the eye and without a flinch I lied.....I lied and told her she was going to make it she was going to be fine. Just hang in there and stay with me your not going to die.
I held her hand and caressed her face trying to comfort and protect her from the fate I knew would await.
I held her close trying to keep her warm trying to keep her from shock trying to keep her from the cold cruel fate that I knew would await.
Her blood continued to flow like a crimson tide and as hard as I tried it just would not abide.
I waited for the police and EMT’s for what seemed like hours, In reality it was only 10 minutes.
Time seems an eternity when life is hanging in the balance. Suddenly nothing else in the world seems to mean a damn and that appointment you had is like a single grain of sand on a beach in a far off land.
As I held her and comforted her she became calm and peaceful her breath became labored and long.
She looked up at me and smiled and then she was gone. Her body went limp and in her hand there was not longer a grip. Her eyes just stared at me.....but not really at me it was as if she was staring at a far off and sunny field that only she could see.

I closed her eyes and gently lay her on the ground placing my coat under her head as if I could somehow still make her comfortable.
The police came made their reports and away I went numb, cold and wet.
All the way home my mind was blank mindful of my speed and nothing else.
I am a man after all I can see death and have no emotion right? Real men don’t cry.

That worked till I got home put my keys on the table and went upstairs to take a nice hot shower yea I convinced myself that’s all I really need and I’ll be right as rain again.
It worked until I walked in the bathroom and looked in the mirror. And there it was staring back at me. An image of horror I never wanted to see. I was cover in blood but it was not my own, Blood that only an hour ago was that of a life no more to be seen.
And as I stood there the tears started to flow.......tears for a stranger the rest of the world will never get to know.
Tears for a girl who’s life was too short...tears for all she now will never get to know.
Tears for all she will never see.
She will never see her senior prom, She will never see her graduation party, She will never see her first true love, She will never fall in love and be married ,she will never know the joys of children.
And she will never grow old
Tears shed for a stranger that even if for only a short while has touched me for the rest of my life.
And even years later I remember her and her smile as though it were yesterday.
All that runs through my mind is a lonely what if.
What if she had heard me and slowed down, What if ‘s and if only’s.
Where would she be today and what would she be doing.

If Only she wasn’t driving wreck less.
I wouldn’t have to be shedding tears for a stranger the world will never have a chance to know.
On mothers day my heart as always goes out to her family.
My prayers are with you and Amanda.

Dave


papyrina 52F
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5/14/2006 11:39 am

hugs to you for being there fore her and prayers too all moms in the same place as her poor mom is


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rm_Twister2bed 48M
617 posts
5/15/2006 4:39 pm

    Quoting papyrina:
    hugs to you for being there fore her and prayers too all moms in the same place as her poor mom is
Aye I'm sure there are too many moms in her place Papy

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rm_Twister2bed 48M
617 posts
5/15/2006 4:44 pm

    Quoting rm_mzhunyhole:
    Lordy..that was a beautiful tribute..thank you...real good writing.
Mothers Day always reminds me of it. Her mom calls me just to chat.
Kinda makes you glad for what you still have that others don't anymore.

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