My friend, Maxi, has kindly given her permission for me to reblog this post of hers. I would love all young people to be able to read this. Thank you so much, Maxi. ♥
Traffic had slowed long before the couple come upon a horrendous scene…
They lean closer to the windshield to get a better look. Their eyes well-up and their stomachs tighten at the sight. It is like nothing they have ever seen.
Cars are crumbled like balls of tinfoil; bodies lay on the ground in shreds; others cover the hood of a vehicle as if the struggle ends in that moment; the stench of blood filters the air like an unwelcome guest.
Victims who survive the head-on collision stumble through the rubble in shock, unable to speak. Their friends are strewn along the roadside; they are dead. They are all teenagers.
Bodies are lifted into ambulances and rushed to the hospital; those who can manage are questioned for breaking the law and taken to jail.
The kids who don’t make it are transported to the mortuary.
This is not…
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