My Great Fall

The tears flowed down my cheeks as I slammed the car door shut. I could hear them calling my name from a distance, pleading with me to come back, but I blocked them out. My vision blurred as I tried to put the key in the ignition. The stupid key wouldn't fit in the keyhole. Crying out in frustration, I wracked back and forth in the seat until I lost my grip on the keychain. It fell somewhere under my seat. Water continued to flush out of my eyes until I roughly wiped them with my jacket. Burning like mad, my eyes screamed at me to blink. I refused. With eyes wide open, I reached under the seat and padded down the rug until I found my keys. A couple strands of hair fell on my face, impeding my vision again. Enraged, I pulled my hair back until I felt a few strands were lying loosely in my hand. I turned on the engine and finally pressed the acceleration pedal. My eyes began to tear up again, but it seemed as though they no longer had any water to spare.

Through the rear view mirror, I could see them panicking. He pushed her away and ran to his car to catch up with me. Instantly, I averted my gaze to the road. I didn't want to see him, no matter what he was doing.

A bright light flashed in my eyes and I swerved out of the way. Leaving the road, the car was traveling downhill fast and it shook as it rolled over uneven grounds. Fear seizing my body, I tried to apply the breaks, but I couldn't. Frantically, I unbuckled my seatbelt, knowing there wasn't much more time. Stuck in between the steering wheel and the seat, my legs wouldn't budge. I prayed for a miracle and heaved my right leg as hard as I could, but it was too late. The car rolled to the edge of the cliff and took off gracefully into the night.

Bracing my head for the impact, I felt my stomach drop and my heart come into my throat. The sound had vanished and one thing was left: me in my car falling off a cliff. I chuckled bitterly at the irony of the situation. I thought of all the mistakes I made in my life. Regret washed over me like a bucket of ice cold water, bringing me back to reality. Suddenly, I felt the car's first contact with the ground. As the metal beneath me crumpled and my body lunged forward for a fatal collision with the dashboard, I realized what all those mistakes had been: flukes, acts of stupidity, and trivial slips. All but one: this one.