Death Is Life

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Death is Life


I recall the day as being a typical one. No strange happenings or ominous signs. Myself and three of my friends were just hanging out at my place waiting for a tow truck to come and pick up my car which I was having modified. Snow fell heavily and cast a refreshing white blanket over the dead brown grass, it was a very serene sight. At last the tow truck had come and we hurried to get it on the bed of the truck, it was quite a task, being that slippery and all but, we had fun with it and successfully loaded it up. That was an adventure all by itself!

Immediately afterwards one friend left for work and me and my remaining friends were figuring out plans for the rest of the day. We arrived at the decision to go sledding. The three of us had not been sledding in many years and were very excited to go, the conditions were perfect! One problem arose however, how to get there. My car of course had just been towed away to the shop, one friend had no tread on his tires and the other just didn’t have a car period. As we thought this over it was recommended by one friend to borrow my mom’s car but, she was not there to ask. After much discussion I decided to use my mom’s vehicle.

So the slick journey began. The snow was coming down much harder now, on pace to set a record for single day accumulation. The snow was hypnotizing and we were all feeling a sense of placidity. Somehow it had dulled our excitement although we were still looking forward to sledding. Up to this point in our trek it had taken us one hour to drive three and one quarter of a mile with many close encounters of cars sliding like pucks on ice right at us but, they avoided us without incident. The placidity passed, now I was on point.

As we were driving I recalled that one of my other friends who lived on the way to the sledding hill was leaving on a vacation and had a few of my things. I supposed that now would be a g...