Gabby thought she was a normal teenager. She had the best parents and a great little sister. Well at least she thought that she did. Until that one day, she thought that would never come. Everything now would be different. Gabby's little sister Kayla got hurt, seriously hurt. She had to go to the hospital. Here let Gabby tell you everything, by writing to Callie (who is her diary)
Dear Callie,
Today Kayla and I were play outside with some of the kids in our neighborhood. We were having so much fun. Until that genius kid Mark decided to shove Kayla into a wagon and push her down the hill. I screamed these exact words at him "What the hell is wrong with you? You could have killed my sister!! Call my mom and dad and tell them to come here. Call them and only them." I was so mad. I ran down to where my sister was lying. She wasn't moving. I called her name a couple of times and all she said was that she couldn't move her arm. I looked down at it and noticed that it was all purple and bruised. So we went to the hospital. That's were I am now. It's so boring here. Waiting for three hours to get into a room so they can put a cast on my sisters arm. The best part is that they haven't even taken the X-Rays. Well I got to go. I'll type more later.
Gabby(who is extremely pissed off)
Dear Callie,
We finally got into a room after waiting for three and a half hours. Oh my gawd. It's just so annoying. They told Kayla that she broke her arm. Well no crap. I could tell that she broke it the moment I saw it. It was all bruised and swollen, and she was screaming her head off. They called her back to the X-Ray room and she asked if I could go with her. They said no, but I mean she was so scared. Her bone was latterly sticking out. When she came back into the room she was surprised. I was crying in the corner. She came over to me and said "Gabby, what the matter? And where is mom and dad?" I just stared at her then replied, "Mom and dad started to fight. Mom said 'None of this would have happened if you wouldn't have made us move. Look at Kayla. She had to get stitches the first day that we moved here. Why?? Because that stupid kid Mark shot her with a pellet gun. Now look, she is getting a cast on and she'll probably have to get surgery. She'll have to get a cast and wear it for months. This is all your fault.' That's what mom said. Dad just stood there, until his face started to turn bright red. He started screaming at her. He said, 'Well if you haven't noticed we've been fighting a lot lately. If this is the last straw for you, which it is for me, then we should get divorced. Is that okay with you? Good. Then you can go home and pack your stuff and go to your mothers house. Bye.' Ahhh. I'm so mad. What are we going to do?" That's all I could think of. My parents getting divorced. What's going to happen to me and Kayla? Is my mom going to make my dad leave? Is my dad going to stay and my mom will leave? Who knows all I know is that they are not even thinking about me or Kayla. I have to go talk to one of them and see what is going on or I won't be able to sleep. I'll write more later tonight after dinner and after I talk to my parents. Well bye.
Gabby