The ACCIDENT

"Blake"

"Blake."

Blake's mother called, her tone soft and sweet.

"Get down here or we're going to be late."

Blake hurried downstairs, adjusting his tie. His father looked him over and hummed in approval.

"Okay, let's go. We don't want to miss your chance to see the new fireworks show tonight."

His father ruffled his hair lightly before they stepped outside. The front door closed with a dull thud behind them as his dad locked it and headed toward the car, where Blake and his mom were already waiting.

They climbed in, and his father turned the ignition. The engine rumbled to life as they began the four-hour drive to the park. Music from the old car radio filled the air while Blake rested his head against the window, watching buildings, trees, and passing cars blur by.

"Isn't it wonderful? You finally decided to join us for the show this year," his mother said with a warm smile.

Blake scoffed quietly.

"The only reason I'm coming is because all my friends said it was amazing. That's why I decided to tag along. No big deal."

"Well, as long as we're doing it together as a family, that's all that matters," his father replied, never taking his eyes off the road.

The three of them fell into a comfortable silence, broken only by the music and the steady hum of the tires.

Rain began to fall.

At first, it was only a light drizzle, but within minutes it became a heavy downpour. The windshield wipers swept back and forth as his father slowed the car.

"I can barely see," he muttered.

A pair of headlights suddenly appeared through the curtain of rain.

"They're coming too—"

A deafening horn shattered the silence.

His father jerked the steering wheel, tires screeching against the soaked asphalt. The car spun out of control.

"Hold on!" his mother screamed.

Metal slammed against metal with an earth-shaking crash.

Glass exploded across the cabin.

The world flipped.

Then—

Silence.

Blake's voice cracked as tears streamed down his face.

"No... this can't be real, right? Mom... Dad... answer me!"

His words were swallowed by the sound of rain and distant sirens. His hands shook violently as he reached toward them, but he froze before he could touch either of them. The sight before him felt impossible, like a nightmare he couldn't wake up from.

People crowded around the wreckage. Some shouted for everyone to stay back while others tried to pry open the crushed car doors. A woman removed her jacket and draped it over Blake's shoulders, but he barely noticed. His eyes never left his parents.

"They're still inside!"

"The ambulance is almost here!"

"Someone check if they're breathing!"

The voices blended together into meaningless noise. Blake's ears rang, and every breath came out in short, painful gasps.

"I-I don't want to be alone..." he whispered.

At last, flashing red and blue lights pierced the darkness. Paramedics rushed from the ambulance, moving with practiced urgency. One knelt beside Blake, gently guiding him away from the wreck despite his desperate attempts to pull free.

"My parents!" he cried. "Please help them! Please!"

"We're doing everything we can," the paramedic said calmly, checking Blake for injuries.

Blake watched helplessly as the rescue team worked around the twisted metal. A white sheet was unfolded nearby, and his heart dropped into the pit of his stomach

A paramedic can out his face a dark cloud

"Sorry kid they are dead"

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