'the truth set me free' good descriptive story with dialogue about a teenager who stays out late, gets drunk, and ends up in a bad accident.

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The Truth Set Me Free

I shook severely. Every nerve in my body tingled, but not a good tingle, not an orgasmic tingle, but a heavy, sandy tingle. It ran deep through my veins, my body stiffened like a drying cement walk way. I felt nauseous; like my insides no longer safely rested in me, but started making there way up my throat. I tried to take a deep breath, but my lips would not open, they felt sewn shut. The only other feeling I had besides the unbearable pain could only be described as a horrid fear. I did not even know what I feared. That did not seem to stop the incessant thoughts brought on by this fear though. I thought, "What the hell just happened? Where am I? Why is there an overwhelming pain crawling over my body like worms coming out of mud during a storm?" I managed to turn my head towards the only light I could see.

The intensity of the light burned my eyes just as the sun did when I could not stop staring at it, as a kid, for the simple fact mom said not to. It is almost euphoric; everything around you disappears, not even your troubles can bother you. This light gave me that same luke warm feeling. It fought off the sand, and it battled against the worms engrossing me. It made me realize what just happened.

My train of thought, or fear, was shattered, "ARE YOU OK?!? SON CAN YOU HEAR ME?!?"

I groaned thinking to myself, "Can't this person see I'm in pain? Why is he yelling at me?"

Again the man's monstrous voice beckoned my response, "SON IF YOU CAN HEAR ME I NEED YOU TO LET ME KNOW. DON'T WORRY WE'RE GOING TO GET...