Dear reader,
I apologize due to some reason I stopped continuing the story. I hope you're doing well in this situation. And thank you for reading my story and watching over me. I will be continuing the story again… very soon!
Elena in the meantime..present!
"I was flying on my Scooty, the wind masking the danger of the speed I was holding. I didn't see them—the car rushing toward me, a blur of steel moving just as fast as I was.In that heartbeat, the world didn't explode; it went silent.
For the first time in my life, I felt time stretch into slow motion. I watched the car graze the air inches from my skin, and I wasn't even afraid. I felt nothing but a strange, hollow stillness.
Then reality crashed back in, and the weight of what I had almost done shattered me.I had forgotten. For those few seconds of recklessness, I completely forgot that my mother was sitting right behind me. I forgot that her life was literally in my hands. I felt her fingers white-knuckled, desperately grabbing my clothes, her screams finally piercing through my shock.I slammed the brakes, my heart hammering against my ribs, and whispered a shaky,
"It's okay," just to keep her from falling apart. I turned the corner and kept driving, but the silence between us was heavy.
She was still clutching my shirt, trembling against my back.I started to cry—not out loud, but those deep, burning tears that choke you. I couldn't stop thinking about what she must have felt in those seconds of "slow motion."
While I was lost in a blur of speed, she was staring death in the face, helpless, watching her child almost take them both out. The guilt is a physical ache in my chest; I was supposed to protect her, and I almost lost us both because I wasn't looking or maybe I forgot she was there."
"I'm a bad daughter"