Fog Reveals the Past

Crazy things have been occurring in the town. I never thought there would be so much drama my senior year. The things happening seem straight out of a tv show on Abc that airs every Wednesday night. Information has been surfacing the town every day it seems like. And its weird how the death of Mr. Evans started the domino effect.

I start my day out as I always do. My routine of opening my blinds to notify me about the forecast. When I open my blinds today a gray misty fog hung low across the sky. The fog was so thick that a flashlight couldn't even break through. Fog in my eyes is just a nuisance. Like what is your purpose fog? You ruin peoples hair. Add extra humidity to the air. Affects a person's overall mood. And mostly importantly make it hard for people to drive.

Every time I see fog it brings me back to six years ago when I was involved in a car accident. And still to this day I categorize that as the worst and scariest day of my life. At the age of 11 I knew that every day isn't guaranteed and it has shaped me to live every day like its my last. Events like a car accident can happen at any moment and its apart of nature. I wish they could be preventable but in reality they aren't. All it took was a split second of someone not being able to see due to the "fog" and affected my family in many ways. We had financial issues at the time, my mom was going through a divorce, it just added an extra layer of stress to keep her from falling asleep at night. But there is always going to be stress, car accidents, and fog.

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  1. UnknownFebruary 14, 2019 at 9:36 AM

    1. At the age of 11 I knew that every day isn't guaranteed and it has shaped me to live everyday like its my last.
    2. Did the car accident have any lasting effect on you?
    3. What things are making this town seem like a TV show?
    4. Instead of having the entire post to be about one internal story, go out and do something/interact.

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