Incredible: A Short Story

But then, i didnt know what was happening. Cars started merging. my mind was not fast enough. brake or accelerate? no time. left. but theres a car there. Instinct took over. Eventually I pulled over and eventually i calmed down.

It was late one day in June, and the sky was as blue and clear as sparkling wine. I sat back in my hammock reading the book Unbroken enjoying myself, and my uncle came up and asked me if I wanted to play poker with him, 5$ buy in. I jumped at the idea finished my page and went inside the house. Poker is a pretty big thing in my family and I’ve grown up playing and my uncle was one of the best, so spending time with him playing poker is always one of my favorite things to do. We proceed to set up the table, “Texas Holdem“ he says, Jacks to open”. Nothing weird, so we get the game going and the pots getting pretty big when all of the sudden he drops his cards. I stare the cards dead in the eye and see that i'm going to surpass him! He looks

Introduction introduces the topic that Hamlet was sane but the result of taking in all of his tragedies and suppressing his emotions because Claudius told him to resulted in his fall to insanity.

They both said union “okay.” They both took a bit into the muffin. “Mmmmmmm, good,” they said.

“Sorry. You fell asleep so fast I thought you must have been exhausted. So I thought I would let you sleep for a little. Mya sat straight up. “How long have have I been asleep?”

The sound of metal crushing as the collision head-on destroyed my thinking path. I felt as if the night was fading into complete darkness. All I could think about as we collided against the mound at the north side of the hill down the gloomy stretch of road was death. The car rolled over continuously till every engine part flew from under the hood. After the car finished rolling I checked to my left to see if Sam was still alive, he was bleeding from his mouth and unresponsive. The right front passenger door was crushed, I couldn't seem to free my right arm, I was trapped. I use my left arm to tug at my right arm free it, I screamed in pain as I pulled and pulled to notice my arm was broken. I managed to pull my right arm away from the crushed door after 10 minutes of agonizing pain shooting through my nerves.

As I approached the next light, a red light, I stopped and just so after I stopped the blinking yellow arrow appeared. I sat patiently waiting for a clear path so I could make the left turn. Noticing that no cars were near, I made my turn. CRASH, SKRT, CRASH, I yelled “ WHAT THE HELL” and tried to pull my car to the side of the street but it was no longer drivable.

Not wanting to get passed by anybody, I quickly jump out to fix my tires. Back in the kart I jump immediately accelerating before the others zoom past. While I was concerned about my tires commotion was happing in front of me. I quickly make my way up to where everybody is huddled around car number twelve. Kylee, who is the driver, is motionlessly slumped over the steering wheel. My fingers are fumbling over the seatbelt buckle as I frantically try to jump out. I hear Kolby yell “Somebody call 9-1-1, she is bleeding out of her ear!”

The day was festive. Up until, a third of the way across the bridge, I stopped to gaze at the blue sky, and then down at the water. Right after, a sudden impulse to jump overcame me. I grabbed the rail paralyzed with fear.

Leave the vehicle and seek shelter in a safe building or lie flat in a low ditch as far away from the vehicle as practicable covering your head with your arms.

While screamed at, I put my foot on the gas again. I put my hands up as if I were surrendering and exclaimed, “I can’t do this anymore!” Not paying attention, a side of a building appeared closer and closer. I realized my foot laid barely on the gas. I slammed the brake again. Luckily I missed the wall by a few yards. With the assistance of Rudi I managed to drive the car to the entrance to the wash.

0hrs 31mins 32secs...and counting down. The virtual huge clock shined down, as the towns people wept. They huddled on the street of the barricaded town protecting the young boy with the power. He peeked through the human shield, and saw armed men with protective gear and faces masked of any emotions. He saw them inching closer, steel rifles pointing towards them. There had to be at least three times more of them, than the towns population. The young boy backed at the horror of the rifle, images of all the damage that they can do to the townspeople who protected him, began to flood his brain. He looked around at the human shield, at the people who took him in when he was on the verge of dying three years ago. All these people… All these innocent

After leaving the second room you will be at constant speed going up another hill when you have most potential energy that leads you into the main room in the castle, then you will be surrounded by more virtual reality and more sea creatures fighting, ships above will be polluting the area, jump scares moreover, a lot of other exciting thrills. After leaving the main room you fall down into a few intense turns during these turns and curves you will excperiance and curves at your highest acceleration representing your trying to get out of the dangerous main room as soon as possible to prevent anything dangerous happening to you.. At the bottom of those curves you'll have the most kinetic energy from the steepness of the hill. From here on, you're going back up another hill where your car works correspondingly from it being the steepest hill out of the whole ride most then at the end of your ride you will be experiencing inertia jerk to be shot out of the sky as a projectile. Then after being shot up to the sky you will fall back into the water falling slowly because the water acting as a resistance of the car you're

I was anxious, frightened, and excited all at once. If I don’t do this now I will never convince myself to ever do it. As I stood at the top hill with my bike and a million thoughts running through my head. Pleased with myself that I was finally going to do it. This is it, at a slow, gradual pace I started to pedal at an agonizing slowness. Beads of sweat poured down my forehead. Realizing how frightened I actually was, I no longer want to go. Never the less, It was too late. Quickly picking up speed, as I zipped down the driveway. Suddenly, all control was gone, the gavel was too loose. Trying to stop, I squeezed the brakes as tight as I possibly could. Nothing seemed to matter though, no longer did I have control of my bicycle. Drifting from side to side, I’d never felt so much panic and fear in my life. All of the sudden my tire struck a large rock that was sticking up and sending me barreling over the handlebars, onto the jagged gravel, the bike still clutched tight in my grip. As I was falling, the though to let go of the handlebars never occurred to me until it was too late and the bike landed on top of my ribcage. Pain shot through my body. What I feared most was no longer a fear, but a

I was still not very convinced to do it but there I was, one step away from the wagon that would decide my future for the next five minutes .My body was frozen and the lady with the “are you getting in or not” face was looking at me straight into my eyes, crossing my frighten soul. I sat and quickly felt the push on the car. As it started to move I realized it was going up too soon, I forced my eyes to not open but it was too late, my eyes were as wide as an owl’s. I couldn’t see the