As I felt my heart rate drop significantly, I started wondering where I would end up. We, my friends and I, had just left a party, and being the only one that could still walk in a straight line, I decided against my better judgment that I would be fine driving the car. Until I ended up wrapping me and my three friends around a tree that came out of nowhere, and me the i***t forgot the seatbelt, the airbag didn’t deploy and I’m currently laying in a pool of my own blood, dying on the hood of my best friends car, regretting my decision to drive and begging for forgiveness. I can’t hear my friends anywhere, and I assume they’re gone, but I can’t move. I’ve lost too much blood, and I know I don’t have long. I can hear sirens in the distance, but they won’t make it before I die. In my head I s
