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Lone Survivor

tires howling loudly she reaches for my shoulder horns like sirens wail brakes failing on icy bridge I wake in a hospital written January 29, 2022

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Regina Mcintosh

Date: 1/30/2022 7:57:00 AM

This happened to me but I didn't go to the hospital. God took care of me thankfully. God bless you friend. Love, Gina

L Milton Hankins
Date: 1/30/2022 8:42:00 AM

Thank you for your read and your insightful comment, Gina.

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 1/30/2022 1:53:00 AM

You are helpless - this has happened to me more than one time. I am curious as to WHO reached for your shoulder.

L Milton Hankins
Date: 1/30/2022 9:05:00 AM

Hmmm...this is fictional, Caren. I have never been in an accident when another person was in the car except once with my first wife. That is a real story in itself. I'll have to write about it some time. I have always envisioned it was my mom who reached for my shoulder. She has saved me in so many situations!

Tom Cunningham

Date: 1/30/2022 1:14:00 AM

One terryfying experience for sure, Tom

L Milton Hankins
Date: 1/30/2022 8:59:00 AM

This is fictional, but I have known of it happening to others.

Unseeking Seeker

Date: 1/29/2022 8:54:00 PM

Reminds me of a time when my car was skidding sideways on a mountain bend, towards the edge of a precipice. Brakes released and car steadied. No time even for fear to manifest!

L Milton Hankins
Date: 1/30/2022 9:06:00 AM

So glad it came to a stop before a terrible tragedy occurred.