Fear and the Frozen

I was 16 years old, but I still remember the lonely road. It was frozen in a time that not even the dusk could break. My only friend was fear. As I drove on the icy road, the cold infected my soul, but my mind was melting. "What if?" I asked myself. "What if it's true? What are my parents going to think of me?" I'm no longer perfect. I'm no longer a child, just another lost soul that squandered his success for a few seconds of serenity.

My foot tapped the pedal as light as a feather floating to the dew. I was normally heavy footed, but only the weight of the world crashed that day. Fear consumed my thoughts and reason to live. "What am I going to do? How can I make this work? What are my friends going to say?" My mind raced but my body stay still. Frozen in fear. I could hear the cold whisper to the windshield as I drive to the unknown, and the white noise was my only comfort.

I was almost there. My heart punched my chest with vigor. "Why was I so careless? I have too much to lose. Why did this happen to me? What am I going to do?" My frozen tires came to a stop on the highway to hell. I opened my car door with a shaking hand and I was met at the farmhouse front door. She looked broken. She looked lost. She looked me in the eyes and said two words..."Not Pregnant."

Release.