“Did you start your driving lessons yet?” Chris asks. “Yes I had my first driving lesson last week.” I say proudly. “So you’re officially a biker now aye?” he jokingly punches my shoulder. I nod with a silly grin on my face. I had been waiting for so long to start my stupid drivers license. And a few months ago I finally managed to get enough money together to pay for it. “Wanna go for a ride?” Chris dangles his keys in front of my face. “Sure” I grab my helmet and we both sprint out of the door.

As I lay my hands around him I notice I forgot my gloves. “Chris” I tap on his shoulder “can I get my gloves real quick?” He laughs: “It’s only a short drive you won’t be needing them.” Something about this idea doesn’t sit right with me but I just agree. He’s probably right. I think to myself. As we hit the road and start taking the first turns, I notice my hands becoming more and more sweaty. I try to change my grip but it is only getting worse. I try tapping Chris but he doesn’t feel my light taps through his gear. Slowly I start to panic. We speed on this route like we have done before thousands of times but I can’t get may hands to stick together.

I now frantically try to get ahold of Chris’ Jacket, but it fits him too tight for me to grab it. I feel my hands finally slipping up and with a loud scream the next acceleration throws me off Chris’ bike. I know at this speed death will be inevitable. I curse myself. It’s my fault for not going back for the gloves.

And I cry for myself because I didn’t even get to drive my own motorcycle, Chris wanted to gift me, for once in this lifetime.

As I hold myself I know the street is coming closer and closer and then everything goes black and quiet.

As the casket is about to be closed I ask if I can give her something to keep. I get an assuring nod and turn to my beautiful little sister. I take her hand which is ice cold and bruised and giver her something to hold onto in death. As I turn around seeing her face for the last time I know she will take my license and keys to my bike with her, far away from me. That way I can never harm anyone ever again like I did with her.