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SMS: Suicidal Menace System
A warm sunny afternoon, a breeze of wind just brushes past my brown dusty hair. Wow! Ain't that a lovely song to hear in a below par truck. As the radio sings, I hear another man say "You have a text message". Oh! It's the same old bob, chin wagging about how he chatted up a girl at the bar. I know he's hoping to make me feel miserable about my job, that's what friends do. Try to show how cool they are to another, bringing out the despicable me. So I reply as usual, cause he brags about the same stuff in 100 different ways, in turn receiving 100 different texts of the same content. I tried to throw the phone and it fell right underneath the steering. Before I got down there to snatch the phone, I called it peeps to look up and the road was empty as my grandma's house. So I resumed pushing my big belly through the deck and I suddenly jolted, hurting my elbow with that.
So I peep to see my truck stop and I wonder where she's (referring to the truck) parked herself and I scream "Jesus Christ". I just rammed into a car and all I can see is a young lady in her 20's, dressed as though she ought to meet her loved one. My spines chilled, nerves stressed, palms sweating. Have you ever tried fast forwarding a movie and you see a 100 random images blister through until you stop at the scene you want to watch.That's what happened but this time around I fast re-winded it - hoping I could rewind what I just witnessed. This is no movie and I wish my stupid friend Bob hadn't texted. I felt conned and my heart beat pounding like it wanted to come off. I pinch myself with a hope it was just a dream, it didn't work.
Now at a distant I hear this wolf cry and another cry. Wait a minute. That was no wolf's cry. It's the chords of death tweaked with destiny. It's an ambulance, closely behind - a cop. My little girl Amy filled my head and tears on the edge of my eye lid waited to erupt. I went red and numb when the cop walked upto me and said "Is this your truck Sir?". And i quietly nodded my head. I was put in the ambulance alongside the dead girl and I cursed technology. Suddenly I wanted to abbreviate SMS and I whispered to myself "Suicidal Menace System". The world's a mess as it is and now this in my life. I hear screams, tears and fists heading towards me from the dead girls family as i got down the ambulance. I was later escorted to a court - where destiny said " 5 years and 3 months". Suddenly numbers whooshed through my head - 5,3,1,16... What's 1 and 16? 1 minute and 16 seconds after the message from Bob, destiny rammed me with misery.
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