Stop

As the speed on the dashboard says 40, he keeps speeding more as he notices the sound of his phone to distract him from his concentration. He grabs his phone then reads the text "Hey are you free?" from his best friend. He is typing his reply and suddenly hits the car in front of him which was stopped at the traffic light. The car is then moved into on going traffic causing the other driver to become in critical condition, later dying at the hospital bed. Now he will have to deal with the death he caused to an innocent women in jail thinking to himself why why could not I have waited to stop before getting my phone. . .

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