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It Happened on Main and Elm

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By Oswaldo Gomez ZamoraPublished 2 years ago 4 min read
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It Happened on Main and Elm
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Second Person:

Radio static: Accident on the corner on Main and Elm, two vehicles involved, both parties are at the scene. Any officer’s nearby please respond,over.

“You hear that rookie, sounds like that’s going to be us. What a way to start the morning and on your first day after training. This is going to be fun.” Officer Wilson says as he makes his way down Main. If you remember correctly Elm is four miles away, that intersection always gives people a headache. People always try to beat the yellow and end up running the red instead and hit a car, this is what probably the situation is going to be.

As you approach the intersection you see the two cars. A red Dodge Dart with its front bumper sunken in, the one that hit the other car and at a glance you can tell that it’s definitely an older model. The other car you see has the bend in its bender is a rusty old white Plymouth Station Wagon, and by the looks of it was closer to the junkyard than anything else. A small crowd was forming on the curb, two people looking a little worse for wear, the ones involved in the accident, and about 8 more people trying to help as best they could. You and Officer Wilson get out of the car, and approcuhc the crowd.

“Alright everybody, listen up!” Officer Willson says in his strong commanding voice, “If you are not immensely involved in the accident, can you take a few steps back? About six feet back please and thank you.” As the crowd took the steps back four behind stayed close by.

“Cool, cool. Rookie you take to the four that stayed by and I'll talk to the two here that looked roughed up. Sounds good? Great!” Officer Willson pats you on the back, you take a deep breath and approach the witnesses.

First-Person:

Oh god, I knew I should have left the house earlier and now I'm running late for class. Mr. Evans is going to flip out again, because this is going to be the third time this week I’m late. But it’s not all my fault, first my alarm didn’t go off when it was supposed to, EVEN THOUGH I STRICTLY REMEMBER SETTING THE ALARM...or did I? Whatever I have more important things to do like...my keys...keys...keys...where did I put my keys? Did I take them out of my pants last night or put them on the hook? Probably the hook. Okay let’s go I’m running more late now.

8:43, what a random time for traffic to still be happening. Driving down Main street at this hour is so bad considering I'll have to pass down Elm, now that’s the real nightmare, no Freddy here...except for Officer Wilson. Blah! he gives me really “peaked in high school and all i do know is remember my quote unquote glory days”, with his dumb mastache and his dumb badge and dumb...umm his dumb something. 9:05 What? It was just eight-forty, ten minutes ago. Oo the light is going to turn yellow, I need to speed up, what’s the sidewalk counter say, it’s ssoo far.

3...2...1...

Oh #$^%&^&!!!!!!

Third-Person:

It was a beautiful day in MiddleTown, the sun was shining, the sky was clear blue as the water reflected back into space. But for a lucky few their day is about to get better. The day started off normally for all the citizens of MiddleTown but as we look closer into the different walks of life, we can see that sometimes having four legs is really harder than just two. Meet our fluffy feline friend, they don’t have a name quite yet as it’s mother had been untimely taken away from her litter and left her kittens in a back alleyway and grew into tough street cats, so for the meanwhile let’s name them Serendipitous.

Now Serendipitous or Seren for short, sure was lucky today as all their nine lives were going to change. After getting their daily breakfast from the local restaurant's trash, Seren took a stroll down a familiar street, a street where a lot of action has occurred or yet to happen. Not knowing what the human rules are for walking across a street, Seren would take notice that their giant two legged friends would always swing their heads back and forth before crossing the two- white lined road. This time however as Seren was crossing a speeding car came barreling down the road but came to a screeching halt as the driver took notice and stopped before hitting our dear friend Seren. Seren took this opportunity to keep crossing the road and continued on their day not knowing the chain of events their actions led to.

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About the Creator

Oswaldo Gomez Zamora

On the jounry to bring a Latino/Queer pov to the world of litature.

Phx, Az

My genres of intrest are horror, fantasy, and romance.

Twitter: @waldoaldo97

Ao3: waldoaldo97

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