Date: 1/1/2019
By peachkeedi
I was walking down St. clair avenue next to my parents house, when I steam roller truck quickly turned and ran me over. I was mostly okay but I think I broke my arm. My cat Huckleberry was alive and ran to my aid. I got up to scream at the guy in the truck and he got out and was completely hammered. He was falling all over the place and not really sure what happened. He started apologizing, and then hitting on me. He said he would give me his number if I gave him mine which I did because I needed his insurance information. I let him talk and secretly recorded it on my phone knowing that because he was a construction worker and probably using a work vehicle I could sue the company and get him fired along with a nice pay cut. I remember looking down at my left arm at one point and seeing a half done colorful tattoo sleeve that looks like underwater mushrooms. somebody commented on it and I said oh yeah I keep forgetting I have this. (I don't have it in real life). Then I woke up