Journal Entry #3

Pick one topic and write a narrative that includes all of the 5 senses. Help the reader see, smell, taste, touch, and hear the scene you’re creating.

It was like a spark of light. The only thing you could see for a split second before everything became silent and pitch black. A spark of light, a blinding flash that divided you from your imagination and reality. That’s what it felt like on the worst night of my life. It didn’t start out so awful, things were actually peaceful. The air was dewy, it was so thick it felt as if you could swim in it, it forced your lungs to work a bit harder and coated your mouth with a layer of misty dew. It didn’t help that the air conditioner in our car did not work on this particular night. In my 1998 Ford Ranger with the paint chipping right above the left rear tire. Everything happened too fast and without even knowing it, my Ford Ranger was in shambles. I was feet away from it. My boyfriend nowhere in sight. My eyes opened to bright lights, rearing sirens, and the smell of burning rubber. I felt completely unaware of my surroundings other than the familiar sound of ambulances. An irony thick liquid filled my mouth and flooded my taste buds. There was grit in my teeth as if I had shoveled dirt down my throat. The pavement surrounding me is cold and dark. It is gritted with shattered glass that gets stuck between my fingers as I try to lift myself from the ground. The burning rubber smell quickly transformed to a strong burning smell. It wasn’t quite firewood, but it also didn’t smell like a vehicle was burning before my eyes. It was the weirdest smell I’d ever encountered. I ran my hand through my hair as I finally was able to sit up and take in my surroundings. It was awful. It was so awful that it made my throat close up and made me feel like I would suffocate. It happened so quickly and almost without a trace. It was unreal. Unfathomable.

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