9/11 Short Stories

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It happened so fast. She came around the corner, the speed picked up and then we lost control. The next thing I knew, a massive tree stood above us. The slow purr of the engine sputtered, as if taking it’s last breath, leaving the night in silence. Snow sprayed the windows with a layer of ice so thin, it appeared like glass. The weather brought frigid cold that chilled to the bone. My friends and I sat inside staying as close to the fireplace as possible. As the evening went on, we all got restless, wanting to go into the cold of the night. So, the three of us bundled up in many layers and waddled outside, looking like penguins, in the bitter cold. That’s when they spotted it, the snowmobile sitting in the driveway. Caytie and Maddie ran …show more content…

Caytie and I grabbed the bulky helmets from the garage and we pulled on thick goggles. I grabbed the handlebars and pulled off into the darkness, the headlight bouncing in front of us. We took a few laps around the yard, swapping passengers every couple of laps. That’s when my Dad came back out again. As we pulled up, I could already hear him trying to convince Caytie to drive the snowmobile. Caytie looked like a bobble head, shaking her head “no” so much you would’ve thought it would fall off. As Maddie and I removed ourselves from the snowmobile, we joined in, trying to talk her into driving the machine. Finally, she caved, with a long drawn out, “Fine!” That’s all my Dad …show more content…

We hit the edge of the tree line, prickers pulling and catching on our snow pants. Suddenly, we hit. I could feel myself fly over Caytie’s head, smashing into a tree a few feet away. The wind knocked violently out of my lungs, leaving me gasping for air. I could hear the snowmobile sputter to a stop, my foot somehow underneath the track. I saw Caytie in the snow and to my relief she got up, seemingly unscathed by the accident. That’s when Maddie came barreling down the hill towards the tree line. Maddie yelled, more terrified than either of us. She helped to pull the snowmobile off my foot and me back on my

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