DRAG 3: 3X THE RUSH

I was driving with my brother Mcrazy down the L.A. highway in my bright red Ferrari F430 Spider. I spent a lot of my money on it. (I don't know why.)

Hey, my name is Mariott. (and yes, that's a weird name.) Before I was born, when my parents went out of town they always stayed at that Mariott. I was born there so that's what they named me. Anyway, you probably already know about my brother, he's been somewhere after he fled Miami. I told him not to stay with me, but he insisted. I'm a film director for a bunch of movies such as Men in Black II, and Pirates of the Caribbean 2. Now, I'm working as the Vice President of E!

I was driving really fast down the highway and I was drifting in and out of traffic. It started to get cloudy so I put the top up. I stepped on the gas again and I zipped and zoomed past different cars. I got on the highway and I lost control. It skidded and slid on the pavement and then I hit a wall and I woke up in a hospital. I was surprised that I wasn't in a bed. I was in a leather chair and my brother was lying on the bed. I called my chauffer and rode off in my Mayloach.

The next morning I didn't know what happened. It was like I had been dead the whole time. I decided to go on Rodeo D.R. and I spent almost $20,000. But nothing made me happy. I was late so I sat in front of the couch all of the sudden my wife walks in and says, "What happened Mariott?"

I sat there, blank.

"I've been looking for you all day" said my wife.

"Nothing happened, okay!" I said.

I got mad and stormed out of the room. I decided to go to the hospital and my wife came too. Oh, by the way, her name is Melissa.

I checked in and when we got into the room Melissa gasped and said, "What happened?"

"Car accident" I said.

We sat there.

I grabbed some dinner, and some food from ketchup.

Anyway, we sat and sat.

The next day my parents came.

One night while Melissa and I were sleep I was watching TV and I heard the flat line. I screamed for a nurse and we woke everyone up. They told us to leave the room. A couple of hours later, my brother Mcrazy was dead.

Submitted by Tyson, 6-T