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Hi. My name is Elizabeth. Lizzie for short. And if you're reading this...I'm dead.
Sorry. Did I maybe go too fast? Let me go back a bit. And by a bit I mean a lot. Eleven years ago, to be exact.
I had two parents, a mother and a father, who loved me. They let me have play-dates and taught me how to write and speak. They were typical parents. And I loved them back. But everything changed thanks to slick roads, a drunk driver, and a semi. Oh, you want details? Here you go.
My parents were driving me home from camp early because I got kicked out. Why? I was "mean" to one of the other kids. Well, in front of us, a guy driving a truck turned too sharply and he tipped over. My mom jammed her foot on the brakes so only the front half of the car was crushed. I woke up later with glass in my right eye. Was it painful, you ask? Hell yeah.
When I came to my senses, I searched for my parents. Soon, I found my mother's hand sticking out from the wreckage that had once been the front of my parents' red minivan, showing me that the last thing she had done before being crushed was reach for her four year old daughter. Touching...huh?
I grabbed her wedding ring from her finger and held it tight in my hand. You think that's gross? Tell that to the little girl, that was the last she would see of her mother. Why? Because I ran away before the ambulance came. Oh, and you're probably wondering what happened to my eye. Well, I pulled out the glass myself. Yup. Every. Last. Piece...
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