Half Here

The crash sounded in my ringing ears. The screams echoed in the car. The tires squealed but they couldn't stop. I reached for his arm, the glass shattered away from the plastic of the windshield. I felt my voice throw a noise, but couldn't hear it. I grabbed for Jarrod's hand. It was bloody, just as mine was. The glass splitterd our bodies and coverd our hair.
Jarrod yelled and I screamed louder.


And the Blackness took Me...