The Trip

Topics: Hell, 2007 singles, English-language films Pages: 2 (768 words) Published: March 11, 2013
Do I know where the cafeteria is? Of course I know where the cafeteria is. I have been here for almost a decade, but you still ask me the same questions, about me knowing where the cafeteria is. Since I have been in this place in nearly a decade I know it better than many others. I am not crazy, it is the one thing I have to tell you people most. The rest of the people in here those are crazy. They are crazy as a ride through hell. I am only kept in this place because there is nowhere else to put me. What is he talking about? That is might what you think, if it is, do you then want to hear my story? You probably think you got it all figured out already, but I will tell it to you anyway. It was on the 5th of May 1997, I had just finished high school. I had 4 good friends, Blueberry, Harry, Liam and Peter. We had planned a road trip through out Europe that summer. It was going to be awesome we headed out with a train to get as far down in France we could come. The first week in France was amazing, nice weather and a lot of exciting new places to watch. Then we rented a car because we wanted to go to Italy. We had been driving for some hours when we decided that it would be nice with a little break and something to eat. We stopped in the Alps at a little fine place. Blueberry and I stayed behind to find some blankets and the rest of the things that we needed for the lunch. I went from the car as the first one, Blueberry soon followed. It was a perfect lunch in the Alps and soon after we continued our journey. Peter was driving, but suddenly he complained that the breaks were not working very well. A burst of panic went through the whole car, with good reason to. Peter tried his best to stop the car but without any luck, we smashed into the guardrail and flipped around. Harry was the first one out, then Blueberry, Liam and me. I saw Harry he was badly wounded. Harry stood by the cliff I saw how blueberry was approaching him a little faster than me. When he reached...
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