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Short story: Originally written by me
Turn up the music! I reached forward to turn the volume dial up, my hair was whipping across my face so hard I could barely see. All the windows were down and the wind was muffling the music. My sister and I were were headed to the beach for the first day of summer. Our graduation tassels were whipping in the wind too. We’d graduated yesterday finally after 13 long years of public education and we made it. We were pulling up to the big bridge and I sank down in my seat. I hated bridges, being over all that water with hundreds of other heavy cars. We were so into the music and feeling free that we didn't see the diesel truck 4 cars ahead blow a tire.We heard it and it was like the world stopped. The tire blowing threw the whole truck careening to the right. Its cargo groaned and two of the metal straps broke. The driver turned to the right, hard and then the truck tipped. It crashed to its side and broke the railing on the right side of the bridge. It kept sliding out and half the
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