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October through December was, without a doubt, Brooklyn's favorite time of year.

This year, she got to spend it with her beautiful new son.

The child, aged only three months at the time, was far too young to trick or treat on Halloween. But that didn't stop her and her lovely fiancé, Sam, from dressing him up in a [url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/0b/c7/06/0bc7063f213d4747509c90716317e173--baby-halloween-costumes-family-costumes.jpg]cute Popeye costume[/url]. Brooklyn herself threw together a [url=http://makeuptutorials.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/mary-poppins-easy-halloween-costume-ideas-OPT.jpg]Mary Poppins costume[/url] with clothes she already owned, although may or may not have snatched the bow tie for the costume from Sam's wardrobe. For the whole evening, the young family snuggled together on the couch and watched kid-friendly Halloween movies. The child sat on Sam's lap while Brooklyn rested her head on Sam's shoulder.

In November, Brooklyn's parents came to stay for a week while their house got some remodeling done. They happily babysat Louis while Brooklyn and Sam went out on some dates to get some much-needed one on one quality time together. On Wednesday night, Brooklyn went out with her best friend, Ella, and her own mother to try on wedding dresses. Brooklyn found [url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/79/fe/45/79fe4500c0973ae73e394d483e22d787--wedding-dresses-on-sale-formal-wedding-dresses.jpg]a dress that she absolutely fell in love with[/url] and ultimately bought. To prevent Sam from seeing it before the ceremony, Ella volunteered to keep it safe at her own house. Ella had gotten married two years ago to a lawyer but was currently childless. She and Brooklyn had been friends since junior high. Ella recalled how Brooklyn and Sam would always seem to gravitate towards each other at school, and claims she mentally predicted that they would marry each other someday.

Now it was December. On the first day of that glorious month, Brooklyn played Christmas music while she and Sam decorated the tree. Meanwhile, Louis sat in his crib and gnawed on his red teether. It had been an exciting day. One time when Sam had his head turned, she held a mistletoe behind her back. [i]"Ooohh Sam,"[/i] she had cooed to get his attention. Once he faced her, she held the mistletoe up high over the both of them and eagerly went up on her tip toes to kiss him.

Today it was December 18th. "One more week until Christmas!" Brooklyn exclaimed upon waking up. Throughout the day thus far, she seemed to be in a great mood. She made sugar cookies in various holiday-themed shapes, she read Louis [i]'Twas the Night Before Christmas[/i], then she watched Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer while sipping hot chocolate. 

Everything was perfect.

"I'm heading out!" She announced around eight in the evening as she grabbed her purse. "Ella invited me over for some wine and Christmas karaoke. How could I refuse?" Giggling, Brooklyn located Sam and gave him a simple good-bye hug. "I love you so, so much. See you later."

With that, she left the house. It was a chilly night, being around -15°C. She quickly hopped into the car then began driving to Ella's house. It was only a ten minute drive away. If she partied with Ella for about two hours, she should be back home by 10:30, just in time for bed. She had to be awake early in the morning to meet up with a client.

Brooklyn made a right turn onto the highway. Her eyes were on the road, her hands were fastened on the wheel, her mind was focused on what she was doing.

Headlights appeared behind her, in the lane to her left.

She noticed them, but didn't pay much attention to them.

The headlights grew larger.

And larger.

And [b]larger[/b].

She bit her lip. That person was seriously speeding. But hey, as long as they stayed in their la-

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Her vehicle began spinning in circles across the icy road. The side view mirror on Brooklyn's side had been ripped off and was now completely missing. The door behind her had been caved in, and the paint had many scratches in it. Thank God Louis wasn't in there with her.

"Fuck!" Brooklyn shrieked, immediately covering her mouth right after as if Louis was there to overhear it. What the hell just happened!? The headlights continued moving forward until they disappeared into the distance. Meanwhile, Brooklyn was struggling to regain control of the car. It was spinning in rapid circles, not obeying Brooklyn as she tried slamming the brakes or turning the wheel. It flew forward before...flipping.

It tripped over the curb with such force that sent it tumbling down the hill into a forested area. It jumped, it shook, the windshield and other windows shattered, it had Brooklyn giving a blood curling scream. She managed to reach into her purse for her phone. There was no question that she needed to call the emergency number. She turned her phone on, but before she could do anything else-

the phone flew from her hands. Right after, the car crashed into a couple large oak trees which were aligned with each other. There, the vehicle finally stopped.

The glass from the broken windows had sliced all over Brooklyn's skin, covering her in bleeding cuts. Some of them were so deep that they would require stitches.

The force of the tumbling car gave Brooklyn severe whiplash. Her neck and head were filled with an intense, almost blinding, pain.

The trauma of this experience cut deeper than any glass did. She sat in the busted car, paralyzed. Her breaths were irregular and shallow. To say she was suffering was a terrible understatement.

Slowly, her world faded to black

and soon,

her heart

stopped

[right]beating.[/right]