Bus Number 2

It's dark outside as  you walk to your car. You feel the cool breeze as you walk past the melted piles of snow. You get inside your car to a tank half full. You put your seat belt on, fix your rear view mirror and check your side view mirrors. You put your key into the ignition cylinder and turn the key, hearing that distinctive rum of the engine, indicating that the car has started. You reverse out of you parking spot that is located nearest to the exits. You drive.
You're on your way to your friend's place for dinner. You look at the clock on your new radio, it reads "10:00pm". "Damn," you think to yourself, remembering how you promised your friends that you wouldn't stay back at work past 8:00pm. You feel like you should call, but you don't want to get into an accident or anything like that, plus, you're near their grey - bricked bungalow.
You take the highway, your quickest option, which will get you to your friend's place in fifteen minutes.
As you're driving, you're listening to the radio, trying to tune out the rumbling of your stomach. You start to feel pains in your stomach that you know can only be relieved with a nice, big, hot meal.
As you get off the highway, you screech to a stop! The number two bus is in front of you. It clearly thought it could pass through the yellow light before it turned red, but it couldn't, so it stopped really fast. When it stopped, you slammed on the brakes, and jerked to a stop, avoiding hitting the bus. Your heart is pounding so fast and so loud, that you can hear it beat clearly. You have one second to calm down and lie back against the seat, when BANG! You're hit from behind! You feel a deep pain in the back of your head, neck and a bit of your back, like the pain of a headache, whip lash and pulled muscles, put together and multiplied by ten. The pain you feel upon collision is repeated three more times, bang, bang, BANG! The cars behind the car that hit you, all hit each other, which hit you harder.
You wait in your seat because really, you have no where else you can go, and you're pretty shaken from the collision. Your heart is racing faster than ever, your whole body is shivering, and you're feeling sick to your stomach.
After a half hour of waiting in your seat, you can hear the fire brigades come, yelling to make sure you're okay. They manage to crank your door open and get you out.
The EMT s are now on the scene and they check you for any major injuries. Luckily, you were able to come out of that accident with only a minor concussion and whip lash.
While getting checked, you over hear a conversation one of the drivers are having on the phone and that reminds you to call your friends.
As you dial your friend's number into your new Android cell phone, the only thing you're thinking about is the fact that you have completely lost your appetite.