A/N: Before you get started I do just want to warn you this story contains a number of dark themes  such as suicide and abuse. 

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Paul Harvey

The light was red, I sat there waiting for my turn to go. It was one of those roads where traffic came from all four sides.

I see the light turn green for the vehicles on my right, just a flatbed truck carrying a large shipment of glass panels.

The driver pulls the truck into gear and gently applies pressure to the accelerator. He was just over the white line, when a black sedan drifts from out of nowhere. Brakes screeched, straps unbuckled and a mountain of panels fell upon my car, the weight crushing my car down upon me.

Parts of the car wedged itself into my flesh, the pain unbearable. I tried to hold it in, but it pierces like the dagger of the devil. But, after a few moments the pain was beyond description and with that I scream out in pain.