Wrecked Party

We were going to a party. A surprise party, I do believe at eight o'clock. It will be very dark so it will be easy to hide and surprise her. It will be at an abandoned airplane hanger and it will be my mother's birthday. I got ready and noticed I was late. So, I drove as fast I could to get there before her. I sent her an errand to grab me something. And when she comes home, I left her a note asking her to come to this location. When I arrived, the whole place smelt like her  perfume. Odd because it was unique she made it herself without recipe. How could someone make it? There was also no one inside or outside and the party is suppose to start in 15 minutes. Then I got a text from my friend saying they moved it. Now, O have to tell my mom something and I have to race to a another location. Since it was spring, the rain turned to a downpour and my car slide across the road. . . . Whoa what happened? I think I blacked out. And where am I? I think I took a wrong turn, maybe. I found my car sitting in a parking lot next to a wrecked car. That wrecked my friend would say is ugly, but to be honest I find it pretty. I took a picture. Good Instagram. I also noticed a lake, I will walk over and throw in a coin. I look over the dock and there is no reflection of me. I move and try again. Still no reflection. I look at my arm and it fading, my car is fading, my life is fading. Then, I realized that wrecked car is mine.