Ophelia's Home for the ForgottenA Story by Ember Smyth
Ophelia watched as the pile up began. A log flew off a logging truck. It hadn't been fastened on properly. A few cars behind the truck was a school bus. Nineteen second graders on a field trip to the aquarium. Ophelia would take them to the aquarium later, but for now, she would watch.
The log lands itself in the red car, by way of the windshield. The car spun out of control, taking new cars with it. More logs into more cars, and onto the road. Eventually, the bus gets caught up in the madness. It flips. A car explodes. Shrapnel everywhere. More cars explode. The bus explodes. The scene is rather saddening, but Ophelia is used to it. The mishap ends almost as quickly as it had begun. There are now ambulances and fire trucks everywhere. Ophelia walks over to the charred remains of the children, one by one, taking their hands. Most are too shocked too say anything, a few are looking around. One boy sees his and many of his friends' bodies on the ground. He gasps. Ophelia turns the boy's attention, along with the other kids', to herself and asks, "Who wants to visit the aquarium?" © 2016 Ember SmythFeatured Review
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