Autobiography

I still feel the sand scratching my body. A beautiful beach, the endless blue ocean, the first rays of sun ­escaping the horizon. The wheels still turning, my body in pain, and my brother not breathing. If you think this autobiography is short, think again. My whole life flashed in front of me in less than one second as my brother flew out of the buggy while it was still rolling. My life can be summarized in less than one hundred words, and my life can be revised in one second; my brother showed me how.