The Short Story

This short story was written sometime in 2006, my junior year of High School.  It is currently being adapted to a comic by myself.  Enjoy.

“The last pain is here,
Only to be forgotten,
Blossoms dead below.”

The car is flying off of a cliff, and I am writing damn haiku in my head. It’s all there. Seventeen syllables to express myself. A season word is there. Five dash seven dash five is the pattern. Only one hundred more feet to the water. Never been more ready.

“A bold statement now;
With nothing to lose left here,
I say I love you”

Only fifty more feet to go before impact. I miss her because I never got to say what I wanted to. I was ready to propose. This is why people don’t drive drunk. Drunk driver’s ruin futures. It used to take forever to compose haiku. Now it’s less than a second. I needed a bath anyways.

“Floating flower stalks,
A petal drowns under there,
Ice floating above.”

The cold water rushes in through the broken windshield. The drunk driver cracked it. The collision with the water finished the job. Would be my luck that the world’s hot water heater broke today. Oh well, a free bath is a free bath. See you on the other side. The damn seat belt won’t move anyways. I wouldn’t be here if I hadn’t been wearing my seatbelt. I would be dead. And now it is going to kill me. Oh sweet irony.

“As a stick drifts up,
Deep under the waterfall
A petal rises.”

The damn seat belt broke. I’m drifting to the surface. Great, no simple asphyxiation for me. I have to get pneumonia, or whatever it is you get from cold water. Medical health was never my thing anyways. Look, a remote grey sky. At least my remote is grey.

“Bobbing in water,
waiting for the gentle hand
a lonely petal.”

I float on my back curled up for warmth. I know it will be about an hour before the search helicopter comes. At least it is too cold for something to swim in these waters looking for a nice tasty me. I close my eyes. The assholes who find me deserve a scare for taking their sweet time. No better time for a nap than now. I need to blow the time anyways.