Satire About Cars

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Humans can walk into a wall and be fine, they do it all the time from what I can tell. We cars on the other hand, don’t take it so well. Every car knows this, whether you’re a 1985 Chevy Impala like me or a brand new 2017 Mustang. The wall doesn’t care, it wrecks every car the same, some are repairable, and some aren’t. That’s all I could think about after smacking into a guard rail at 40 miles per hour. It was raining and, the meat bag that was driving me hit the brakes too fast when she suddenly slowed down to turn onto the highway. My old tires, which should have been replaced years ago started to glide across the water, there was no stopping me. The front end crumpled like a beer can, my headlights shattered, my front axle split in half, and the engine block was destroyed. Now the meat bag in the passenger seat is trying to calm the driver down, they aren’t concerned about me, merely about each other. Humans are such selfish beings. …show more content…
Either the humans mutilate you for spare parts, or they ship you off to the junk graveyard, either way cars don’t get happy endings. Eventually the humans bring me up in the conversation, they’re arguing whether to abandon me or not. The driver is worried about the police and what they’ll do but, the passenger mentions money. The next thing I know, they’re walking away from me with my license plates, acting like nothing happened. I sit there as the other cars pass, always slowing down, and the fricking meat bags staring at me. Why doesn’t anyone stop and see if I’m ok? All I can do is sit here and wait, after waiting for 3 hours it’s now dark and, no one can see me. Just as the clock strikes midnight, orange flashing lights appear over the hill, those orange flashing lights are connected to a big rig. My savior has