All I could think of is how my fate had to b related to my parents. A car will be the cause of my death. I wasn't ready to die, my heart was pounded rapidly when the guy was yelling at me. The rain made it difficult for me to breathe when he was running with me in his arms. My face was buried in his chest yet I still couldn't get calm from the green forest smell. I felt like I was suffocating. I couldn't even feel or say anything as I watched through cloudy vision, him, the stranger I don't even know wash me with a cloth in the bubbly water filled with the scent of roses or was it the cheap smell of perfume?
