The car is slowly beginning to fill up with a light smoke. It is light grey and hazy, just hovering around my head. I can hear people outside the accident screaming and yelling trying to see if there is anyone alive in the wreckage. I try to answer. My voice doesn�t come out. Just short gasps of air. I hear a soft of gargling in my breathing. I must be bleeding inside somewhere. I try really hard to yell to someone. A big gasp of air comes out followed by coughing and blood. I see the blood fall from my lips onto the woman�s face. She starts to move as it lands on her. She slightly rolls to her side when I notice a smell. The stop light we ran into begins to creak and slightly sway. I can hear its deep metallic moaning. I know that smell it is gas. The same smell I used to love as I pumped it at the station in to my car. I used to suck in big whiffs it through my nose. It�s funny how something I used to love so much is now the object of my greatest horror. The stop light begins to fall away from the tangled mess of metal and rubber that is trapping us here, and into the intersection. However, as I see the pole come down, I notice shiny, bright yellow and white dots falling from the sky. I get a horrible sick feeling somewhere inside me.
The stop light crashes to the ground and people are running away screaming. I can hear sirens and I see the lights from the cherries on the ambulances and police cars. The sparks begin to hit the roof. I see them falling past the shattered windows. They disappear and then nothing. Maybe I am going to be okay. Maybe I am going to get out of this.
I hear the gas under the car ignite with a large �WHOOSH�. I can feel the heat from under the car. The smoke is stinging my eyes. I hear the people outside yelling that the car is going to explode. The man's wife starts to come out from being knocked unconscious. She open hers eyes and sees me. She starts to panic. She tries to push me off of her. She looks over at her husband, who is now covered in blood, and she starts screaming. She slams me against the roof of the car over and over again trying to get free. I see a flash of white light and my ear drums explode as I feel my face melting off. The car exploded.
So this is how I die. I think to myself. I�d had hoped it would be quicker.