Tuesday, October 1, 2019
The Crash :: Creative Writing Essays
     The Crash          ........ as Jesse stumbled down the stairs, he could hear the weeping and he    knew that something had gone wrong.  He cried out, "what's going on?"         "Jesse this is officer Potter, and he would like to talk to you,"  wept his    grandmother.         "What's the problem officer?" mumbled Jesse half asleep, rubbing his eyes.         "Well, Jesse I don't know how to tell you this, but this morning on I-43    your dad was in a very terrible accident.  He was hit by a semi truck heading    south on the interstate.  And when we arrived upon the scene, your father was    found dead." Stammered the nervous rookie cop.         "Oh God, oh God, who did this?...........how did?.......why?.... .    ............. I have to get out of here." Cried Jesse with a face full of tears.              "Jesse come back here!" Sobbed his grandmother.                 Jesse then took off, and he told no one where he was going.  So now    there is a grandmother weeping, a nervous rookie cop, and an upset missing    teenager; what is the family to do now.  They just lost their dad, and son, and    now his child has taken off.  Talk about a nightmare of a morning.                 After Jesse took off his grandmother sat there on the couch, clutching    the work shirt of her dead son crying, "Oh Edward, Oh Edward." The cries echoed    through the empty house as the grandmother sat there in tears.         "How could this have happened?" Thought Jesse to himself, "he was just in    Green Bay and now he's dead.  Who did this?  They will get theirs."                 The only thing that kept Jesse going was his hatred.  He had to devise a    plan to get back at the person who did this.  The only thing he could think of    was to repay blood for blood.             Jesse didn't know the exact details of the accident, but when he found out    he erupted into a fit of rage.  "So the driver of the semi fell asleep behind    the wheel, huh?  I tell you what, he better not fall asleep tonight.  There is    one pissed of kid coming for him."              As Jesse sat at home devising a plan to pay back 'blood for blood', his    grandmother is planning out the arrangements for the funeral.  Jesse's plan    sounds so simple and fool proof that even a child could pull this off.  His idea    was to wait until about 1 o'clock in the morning and break into his house and    deal with him in an inhumane manner.  All through his life Jesse had a    					    
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