Insomnia

Fear the Power

“Goodbye boys, I’m going to the mall for about two hours, don’t get into any trouble when I’m gone!” My mom yelled as she slammed the door and went to the mall. She took my dad’s 1997 Chevy that would be just perfect for everything that she would buy there. And my dad was asleep on the couch after watching three hours of wrestling. Me and Johnny sat there bored out of our minds, two twelve-year-old boys with nothing to do. “ Hey, didn’t your parents just get that new 2001 Toyota Corolla that they hardly ever drive?” Johnny asked me. “ Ya, why?” I said with fear. “Well your dad is zonked out on the couch for at least an hour, and your mom just went to the mall for two hours, what more of a perfect chance will we ever get to take that baby for a spin around town for a while? I mean we play those racing games at the arcade all the time, how much different can it be? And it’s not really that much bigger than the go-carts at Fun Land, so come on, let’s do it!!!” I sat there wondering if he was serious or not, until I decided that it might not be that bad of an idea.

Before I knew it, we were peeling out of the garage driving down my street doing 40 when the speed limit was 25. W stopped at the first set of lights and just sat there staring at the car in front of us. When I looked at him I realized that the police chief Wiggam was trying to tell me to get out of the car. I looked in front of me again and as soon as the light turned green I pushed the gas pedal to the floor and sped through the intersection running over a curb and driving straight into