Photo Credit: © Joe Owens
Quick Trip to the Store
My mother asked me to run to the grocery store to pick up a gallon of milk and a few other items. I was only too happy to go since I had gotten my official drivers liscense about 1 month ago. Anytime I got the opportunity to drive was exciting, but to go without my parents supervising, was amazing!
“Maddie, go right to the store and not anywhere else.” My mother called to me from the kitchen, “And write down what I asked you to get so you don’t forget!”
“Okay Mom,” I called to her, “Don’t worry!”
“Oh, and Maddie, remember, NO TEXTING or talking on your phone while driving!.”
“Okay Mom, I KNOW!! Stop worrying.”
I was driving down Parkway Lane about 4 blocks from our house and the light turned green. I proceeded to go through the intersection. I didn’t see the boy in the red car to the left of me about to run the red light. Nor did I know he was on his phone, texting.
I remember hearing screeching of tires, a loud crash, sireens, and people screaming. Next, the most beautiful light beckoned me to follow. My body was left a tangled mess.
pixabay.com Public Photos
When I saw this prompt the first thing I thought of is that it is a memorial to all those who have been killed by either drivers who had been drinking or those who text or talk on their phone while driving. After this thought, I couldn’t write about anything else.
This is my 200 word submission for Sunday Photo Fiction, hosted by Joe Owens. Thank you Joe for the photo prompt, as well.
We are given a prompt photo and 200 words to create a story. If you would like to join in the fun, click on this link: