(4 sorry this is so long) Curious to see who my rescuer was, I turned my head at a slight angle and shifted my gaze upwards. The first responder, a dark-haired man in a firefighter uniform, smiled. A sense of safety washed over me. I was going to live. I didn't have my clock, but I was going to live. Maybe things weren't so hopeless.
I felt overwhelming gratitude for the firefighter. Just him being there, whispering soothing words as the others worked on getting the car upright, was the most comforting thing anyone could ever do for me. We locked eyes and I mouthed my thanks.
Just then his clock hit zero.

(3) Tears pearled in the sockets of my eyes and soaked my eyelashes. I hadn't even so much as glanced at the clock in years. Watching the black digits counting down to my fate caused me too much stress, so I'd always just cloaked my wrist with an assortment of bracelets and hairbands. Now I'd never know for sure who The One would be.
I had been so hopeful. My life was successful before this. I studied hard and became a science teacher at a university. I had a nice house, good pay, good potential, I made sure everything was perfect so my future soulmate would be impressed. But now it was all hopeless.
I was shuddering and sobbing quietly to myself as the first responder stooped next to my window. A gentle hand rested on my free arm. "Stay calm, sweetie. We're gonna get you out of there, alright?"
"Uh huh," I mumbled hoarsely. I sniffled.

(2) Now, suspended by my seatbelt and with all the blood rushing to my head, I began to panic. What do I do? Don't turn my head. Was I going to make it? A little click and a beep froze my thoughts. My clock. I slowly lifted my wrist to my face. My jaw dropped in horror. No, no, no ... the tiny glass frame had snapped completely in two, leaving one half dangling from one delicate wire. Numbers flickered across the screen for a few moments before it beeped again and my clock went dark.
The pain came then. It rocketed through my body, coarsed through every vein. I could feel a shattered rib prodding up at the tender skin of my chest. Bile crawled up my throat. I didn't care. My clock was broken, my hopes and dreams had snapped to pieces.

It really makes them hot for you

I'll try not to :')

ASDFGHJKL HE THINKS I'M ADORABLE *tries to calm self*

Book slappers ASSEMBLE!!!

I can't join, my brother won't let me play :( And you think I'm adorable? :'D

I'm telling the truth! I just feel kinda shy about admitting stuff like that *blushes furiously*

Fine.
It's you, darkanhell.
*screams and runs off a cliff*

I can play that on the piano :D Hans Zimmer really is amazing

You guys really wanna know?

I'll join!

I'm still not telling :I

TELL CONFESSABEAR!

I ... I *weeps*

D: NO NOT THE KITTY

And all-day tea! You'll never leave!!