I was driving back from my studio two nights ago-- pitch black, empty campus. Silent.
There was a car parked in the road on the wrong side of the road, with its headlights on full blast.
And in the bright white light were two bloody boys entangled together.
One was lying on the ground, his body curved around the other boy's. His eyes were closed, and there was blood coming from his head. Did you know that blood on the streets just looks like water? And there was so much blood.
The other boy was more terrifying. He was sitting up, with his arms wrapped around his legs and staring blankly at the darkness around him.
I drove by the bloody boys carefully, and stopped politely on the shoulder while the ambulances roared past.
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