Hi and thanks for taking you time to read this story I have come up with. This story has no actual ties to any works that have been written, recorded by anyone. This was just a dream I had one night and committed it to paper for my Creative writing class during my Senior year in high school. I got such good reviews from friends and old class mates that they wanted me to continue it even after i left for college so i finally decided to post it on here for them to find and continue reading.
I'm new to fanfiction and this is my first published work so constructive criticism is wanted but purely helpful, as in I don't need people telling me how horrible or how bad the story is. Everyone has their own style and this is mine. Rated T for now but I may change that later on as I develop the story.
SUMMARY: Sephianie has had her share of hardships in life and memories she wants to forget and move on from. Leaving much of what she knows behind her she must make a new life for herself, but when a chance encounter makes her remember her past she must decided how to move from there. Ignore it all or embrace it and the help that comes with it?
SEPHIANIE'S Point Of View (POV):
My family and I were on our way home from Door County, Wisconsin from vacation. We had gone just to admire the scenery and the rainbow colors of the leaves. It was just my mom and younger sister Jasmine. Jasmine was being the raving brat she pretended not to be. I wanted to listen to the IPod we shared but she demanded to use it first. Technically it should have been mine but my mother made me share it with her. Mom was looking into the mirror to check on us. When she turned back to look at the road there was a deer standing oblivious to our car coming toward him. She swerved suddenly, trying not to hit it we fell down the decline toward the forest; the car angled onto its side, twisting twice before wrapping and hit a tree instead. Jasmine and I were screaming bloody murder the entire time. My heart was racing fear and worry enveloped me. We were going to die, there was no way we all would survive the crash. It all happened so fast; the car was going 50 miles per hour, the quick turn of the car, which was sharp and impulsive. I clenched my teeth and with a deafening crash the next thing my world was blinded. With my sight cloaked in darkness I could see bright red splats of blood, I could hear the sounds of tires screeching, and the revolting smell of rubber burning.
When I woke up, I was in the emergency room. White sterile walls surrounding me and I could smell the light aroma of bleach, White blankets, and metal tools. I was sore all over, although the accident had been over for a few hours. After the initial collision into the tree I could still feel the pain and trauma deep inside my body. I could not feel my arms or legs, the entirety of my body felt like a lead ball. The searing pain in my head made me feel like it was going to explode. The smells of the rubber were still stuck in my nose; I could hear my sister and mother shrieking in my head. I woke up wailing and weeping. My heart was breaking and there was nothing I could do to help it. I wanted to go back in time and never have that argument with Jasmine. I never got to say I love you one last time to either of them. Thrashing around and gasping for breath the nurses came in trying to calm me down, it took them half an hour. When I finally did, one of the nurses told me the worst news possible, "Sephianie, Your mom and sister…"
Before she could finish I interjected, "My mom and sister? Are they ok? Where are they?" I was frantic, trying to make sense of the sights of blood coating my vision. Deep in my heart I already knew what happened, that was the only reason why I remembered so much blood.
Putting a hand on my shoulder she continued, "I'm sorry Sephianie, your mother and sister didn't survive the accident." She said it as if it was the easiest thing in the world to tell a 15-year-old girl that the only family she had was dead and gone forever. "Is there someone we can call? Any family?" Silent tears were already pouring down my face. All I could do was shake my head no. I couldn't speak anymore, it wasn't that I couldn't, I just couldn't find any words to say. As she walked out the room I finally realized the situation I was in; I was alone. There was no one to comfort me I felt empty inside. I wanted to cry but I wouldn't let myself feel that pain. I wanted to run and run and never look back. It had to be a dream I could not have lost everything that truly mattered to me. I had lost my father when I was in sixth grade, my grandmother a year later, and now both my sister and mother. As I thought all of this through, I wondered if there was even a point to keep on living.
I became a shell of a person, hidden in the shadows. Everywhere I turned darkness seemed to surround me. There was no family for me to rely on and even my friends were separating themselves from me. Now alienated from everything, I left what I had once known behind; my friends, memories, and had no clue where to go or what I was going to do. By this time, I was living alone, trying to make it on my own. I was only fifteen at the time. Before the accident, I had already had a job. There were still some serious injuries that were still healing and scars left on my body. I had two fractures in my right arm, a dislocated knee and eight broken bones in my left leg and foot. Even though I was in suck disarray, I tried my best to hold my own.