66grand

by ModernAncient

Posted to Stories on 2003-07-20 09:38:00

Bad little thoughts spark off in my head. Sixty six thousand dollars… My father has a whole plan for me, mutual funds, savings, cars and all that stuff but that stuff is not what great lives are made from. How long could I bounce around the world with 66 thousand dollars?

Back in December I was in the backseat of a car going 105 miles an hour. The car, after shooting through a straighaway known as “Bishop’s Flats” went up a small hill, went airborn and tumbled across the road into trees and walls. The car ended up nose down off the road in a ditch. With a broken leg I pulled myself through the busted-out back window and made it to the road. I hailed a car, my feet were cold.

The leg is better now, I had broken my right femur straight in half. My friend in the passenger seat shouldn’t be around. THe doctors thought the night would take him but he made it through two punctured lungs, fluid pressure on his brain, dislocated left elbow, broken right arm in three places, broken hip, damaged spleen, bladder and liver and cracked tibia. Even Pablo is better now. And He also gets cash.

The kid driving the car got knocked in the head. No major injuries. Now he’s all wrapped up in court dates and running away from the stress with dope. His life, his problems, his head. He’s really off the deep end now though. Even tried acid for the first time the other weekend. Two tabs for two nights in a row, mixed with a combination of opium, coke, shrooms, weed, amphetamines and ecstacy. Whatever, I never saw Cody living past 30 anyway.

Anyway, now I’m better, the leg’s still a little weak and my 18th birthday is in a few weeks.

You can see alot with 66 thousand dollars, enough to see so much, enough to write about.