You’re finally old enough to drive without mom, who freaks out when a pigeon flies in your direction and yells to break. You finally get to taste a bit of freedom. You finally get to show off your license to your friends. You only checked off “Organ Donor” when you were filling our your paper-work because you wanted a heart printed on your license. That weekend you and your friends go out to a party. As you are driving you and your friends home, you glance down at your phone to change the song. You look up and realize the car in front of you broke way too fast, you panic but don’t brake in time. Mom rushes to the hospital, the doctor told her that you would need a lung transplant as a shard of metal pierced right through your chest. Luckily the man involved in the crash was an organ donor.