The Irony is That This Cell Phone Has Gone Through Dante's Inferno and Back and Still Looks Better Than You

One second, she was reaching for a tennis ball, turning and walking back toward her friends with a smile on her face. She noticed the odd looks on their faces, but couldn’t put together what they meant before she turned her head and saw the car.

Natalia barely had time to blink or breathe or scream before she was hit so fiercely in the gut that she flew backwards.

There was agonizing pain in her right leg. It felt like everything had shattered and been stomped on an elephant, for good measure.

But that pain was incomparable to the sight of Snow White lying several feet away, broken and bloody, and a dented car blazing around the corner.