by Estelle Bruno


I open my blinds

must let the sun shine in

on me

I look out my window

I see a very large truck, it says

P.C. Richards on the side

My nightmare begins

I remember seeing P.C. Richards as I

passed by that store on that fateful


suddenly I hear  a horribly loud


I think the sky has fallen on top of me

and my car.

I keep yelling, no  no  no over and over

my hand stays on my horn

he does'nt stop his truck

hits my rear end then down my side,

that wasn't enough, he somehow swipes

the front of my car also

It seems an eternity

he finally stops

why did he choose me?