Burned In Memory: A Short Story

I forget the exact day, and the exact place, but that’s all I forget, for everything else was burned in memory, yet faintly. It was some day in December, 2015, my mother planned to take me with her on a business trip up to Fargo for of Winter Break. We had been driving up on the highway; talking, laughing, listening to music on the radio, all this as we saw the ground around us glisten in packed snow and ice. As I looked out the window the farther north of the state we traveled, the more I saw trees that had halves of themselves encased in ice, and had been bent due to the hard winds of winter. Power lines that had been snapped apart, and telephone poles that tipped to one side, or completely over.

Everything was fine for us in that moment; …show more content…
To me it was never something that could occur, it was unexpected, unbelievable. I still to this day feel as though it was more a dream than a memory. But alas, tis all true from what my mother could tell me, and what I had saw within the memory. It was a short while after we flipped that an officer, who had already been helping at another crash nearly a few feet away, had helped us and gotten us a ride to the nearest gas station (That had power, that is). Though it seemed we weren’t really the only ones stranded here, as the gas station had been packed full of people either whose power went out, or cars had been thrown off the road, or had been simply pit stopping before getting back on the road. From the time of the crash, my mom had immediately contacted everyone she could; the insurance company, my aunt, her boss, and my dad to come and pick us up. Luckily there was a Subway built into the gas station, or else I wouldn’t have eaten at all that day, as there wasn’t much they had in the station that I think I could eat. I remember distinctly after the car had flipped, having the extreme urge to go to the bathroom, as though I had been holding it in since we left. The feeling had been so great, …show more content…
It had been mostly fine, except for a broken mirror and window, It could still run, drive, and nothing was really damaged that much except for the passenger side tire, which had visibly shown that the tire had been caught by ice and was the cause of the flip. Though the insurance company had counted it as a wreck as it had flipped (yet only once). It had been an interesting experience, to say the least, and one that happened only 2 years ago. But even then, it still felt like a lucid dream; something completely,