It's cruel how fast the best day of your life can turn into the worst.
The sound of happy, chattering kids filled the car as the family went home from the Carson and Barns Circus.
The smell of popcorn and cotton candy made the air smell wonderful.
The grin on the 16 year olds face as she hugged the tied bag with her new PokePlushes that she had just gotten for her birthday.
All of that vanished as the window shield shattered, the scream of her 3 year old sister filling her ears, the cry of her 5 year old sister as her mom tried to fling herself into the backseat to protect her children, the pain as the car rolled. She looked around, her face on the grass of the ditch, her voice braking as she saw her sister's body, those lively eyes which had shone with mischief some many times now dull. Her scream filled the air as she realized...
They were all dead. Except for her. The plastic bag still clutched in her fist, each PokePlush inside a gift from a member of her now past family.
Her tears soaked into the ground as the darkness of unconsciousness flooded over her.