Posted on January 1, 1  •  One minute  • 188 words

I was laying down in a grassy ditch by the main road but then it suddenly got very windy, this caused me to remember that there was a pile of tires on the other side of the road. Before I could react, small tires started falling into the ditch, carried by the wind. nothing to worry about because they wouldn’t hurt if they hit me. but then bigger tires started falling. This continued for a while and miraculously they all missed me. For some reason I thought it was safer to stay in the ditch because if I got hit by something while climbing out then I would fall back in and get hurt. that worked out, until a giant tire - a couple meters in diameter - probably for a mining vehicle, started falling towards me. It fell slowly, which gave me time to think about where it was going to land. would it amputate my legs? cut me in half? eventually I found out as it landed on my head. I didn’t wake up as I usually do when I die, it was just peaceful silence.