The Fragility of Our Destiny
...y in the air. I held it in the middle then with a flick of my thumb sent it soaring up to the realms of the sky in its terms. It’s funny how everything you recollect often happens in slow motion. All I remember in detail from that day is throwing the pen up… as usual… and watching a fly buzz by my head. Out of everything that happened that day, This is all I can describe in detail, a darn fly buzzing by my head, wings blurry, eyes big, turning around my cranium as if in orbit. I was so taken by it that I neglected my pen as it freefell to the ground. Slowing my pace, I paused for a moment to pick it up, then proceeded to my car as usual. When I reached my car I unlocked it and threw my backpack in the back like I've done so many times, then sped off. I exited the school and proceeded down Bramlett, up University and left on Lamar on my expedition to highway six. I steadily moved at forty miles per hour down Lamar, passing Ty’s house as usual. I neared the top of the final hill by the BP and Shell stations where many people pit stop before hitting the highway. To my dismay a white cavalier abruptly pulled out in front of me with just enough time to do so. I lied earlier when I said there was only one thing I remembered in detail from that day. The cavalier had a middle aged Caucasian driver with a bald central head and oversized ears. He spun out in the g ravel causing a large black man and an Asian woman with her children to watch me slow down so a collision would be avoided. After I slowed down, I put my car back into third gear, and proceeded to the highway as usual. I followed him down the exit ramp to the interstate where I thought to myself “ I wonder where he is going? Does he have a family? What collage did he go to? Does he speak English? Where are his…..BAM!…. The car in the left lane switched to the right out of the blue sending both of them in a screeching spinning oblivion past the road boundaries into the gravel and down the side of the grass hill bordering the freeway. My heart suddenly skipped what I still claim to this day to be ten or twelve beats. I gasped for breath as I pulle...