What I Was Feeling- The Day I Got Killed

On the day i was killed, i was just trying to find a way out of the life i never wanted. The only thing i could think about was running to Tom and being with him forever. Whenever i was with Tom, he made me happier than anyone else ever had. I wanted to get away from George for good. Every day i would ask myself why i ever married him. I was running to Tom in hope for a better life, but instead it got me killed. Not only am i furious with myself for running, but i am furious with Daisy for hitting me and getting away with it. She should have to pay for this. She treated me as if i was worthless and just drove off like nothing was wrong. My life didn't matter to her. Even though she didn't know about the affair, I was enraged that it was her of all people. She had caused enough damage in my life, and now she was pulling the final straw. The worst memory of that day is the moment i was struck by the yellow car. I flew into the air and i remember lying on the cold, hard ground thinking about Tom. I knew at any second i was going to take my last breath and i wouldn't be able to say goodbye to him. I thought about the last moments we had spent together and what he was going to think of me. I quickly said a prayer asking God to watch over him, then finally took my final breath.