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I looked out the window watching the sky darken and the stars appear. The reflection of my deep brown eyes and my light brown hair blocked part of my view. I miss home already and it's only been 1 night. I looked to the front where my mother and father sat. My father held my mother's hand tight as if he would never ever let go. They always said I love you every second. It made me gag a bit but I know it's only because I'm a 16 year old boy. My brother sat next to me his head on my arm. He had is mouth open and legs kicked up on my mother's seat. I didn't dare move him because then he'd wake up and make a fuss about how he is uncomfortable and what not. He had blonde hair and he was much tanner than me…(I'm not jealous of that if you're wondering.)

My father slowed the car down as we came to a tight corner. "Hey Scott?" he asked me.

"Yeah dad?" I gently moved Alex from my arm and placed it against the back seat. That didn't do much because he fell back to my arm again. Whatever I give up.

"Oh I was just wondering if you were asleep." My dad always wanted me awake to talk to him. I noticed that my mother had also dosed off. It was much darker now and the roads started to get rough. We were on a trip to a state park that my dad always wanted to go to. It was about 10 degrees out which was just great but I never really minded the cold weather. As long as the sun was out I felt so alive. This place was somewhere in Montana. Don't ask me why we came here to go camping.

"Scott there is going to be some rough roads. I just want you to prepare to be shaken around." He sounded a little concerned but I trusted him. I think he was just making sure that I wasn't getting nauseated or if I was getting those headaches I get every now and then. I don't know why I get them. My dad even brought me to the hospital for a couple but they can't seem to find the problem.

The ride was starting to get to bumpy for me. I held my head between my legs to try and stop the shaking. Alex woke up and yawned. He wiped the sleep from his eyes and looked at me. "Scott? Are you ok?" He repeated that a few times before I got even more annoyed.

"Dad!" Alex yelled. "Scott won't answer me." I lifted my head and glared at him.

"Dad I'm fine Alex is just being an idiot." I whispered. My mother woke up as we hit a bigger bump.

"Scott you have to tell me if you are getting a head ach ok?" my dad kind of annoys me because he always needs to know.

"Yeah I know!" I held in the pain my eyes watering, but I held it back. I never ever cried in front of them.

"Scott listen to your father," my mom's soft voice flew through my ears making me feel more relaxed. I looked at her and gave a half smile. "Ok mom."

A little more time went by and we were all awake. It was about 2 in the morning and it was silent. It made my head feel better. Alex sat looking out the window refusing to look at me with his pouty face. I didn't care. He was just mad because I called him an idiot. He is 10 what do you expect.

My dad jerked the wheel sending my head toward Alex. It didn't hit him but it was close.

"Sorry guys the road it bad here." My father said his hand leaving my mothers and gripping the wheel. Alex seemed to have forgotten about the whole "idiot" situation and squeezed my arm in terror.

My mother looked scared and I also have to admit that I was. Never trust my dad with shortcuts. The wind started to pick up. It pushed the car a little to the left but my dad had more control. We hit one of the biggest thumps on the road. It happened to send my head flying to the window. A crack and a thud and I held my head tight, afraid that I did something to it.

Alex's face flooded with concern. "Scott…Scott…" he spoke softly, "are you ok?"

I wasn't…..I couldn't help but screech in pain. My head pounded sending vibrations of pain through my body. "ahhhhhhhhhh!" The pain was the worst I have ever had.

"Stop the car!" my mother yelled.

My dad pulled over and ripped the seat belt off him. He got out of the car and helped me out carefully lifting me out and sitting me on the ground. Alex kept in the car with my mother.

The tears were forced out of me I couldn't help it. My dad sat with me and leaned my head to his chest. I couldn't hear anything but the pounding in my head. He was talking to me but I could only here muffles.

"Scottt…..alright…j..st …relax." It hurt to hear anything. How bad did I hit my head?

My dad held me tight and I heard him say. "Your going to be ok..i got you..i got you." My blue jacket was in the car and Alex brought it to me. He wrapped it around me and as my head ach started to drift away my father lifted me back into the car carfully placing my head on Alex's small black jacket. Alex gave me room to place my feet.

As darkness circled my eyes the last thing I saw was my father with tears in his eyes…then came nightmares…The worst part was it was hard to get away from them.


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