(Dmitri’s Thoughts)

“I am dreaming again, I know I am,” I say as I watch myself from this very incident I wish to forget, “This is my worst nightmare.”

Almost a decade ago, one particular incident changed not only my life but the life of a young woman who untimely lost her parents because of my recklessness.

I clearly remembered what happened that night. The scene in my dream changes and it brought me back to the night of the accident.

I was out hanging with my friends, drinking, partying, clubbing, doing things that I thought would make me happy. Not until I received a call that night.

I went...