A/N: This is just the prologue, so don't start complaining that it's short *winks* Check out 'If We Didn't Meet' when you got the chance. Sorry about the first chapter though, I totally got carried away and didn't correct my spelling errors. I apologize again. So here's my story, leave a review on your thoughts on what you think so far. ~Spite
My life was perfect, I had a loving mother and father. I had two younger sisters at age 12. I was eighteen and was going to move out to college next week.
I wanted to go to college, to become a author. I wrote at home and typed the stories out, I worked at a bookstore down the street from the house. My sisters both had the dream of becoming singers. They planned on singing together.
That all change, one day.
We were taking a family trip, to the lake. It sounded boring, but we went every 6 months and it was that time again. I was reading my Twilight book, while the twins listen to music with matching headphones.
The car started swirling.
"AHHHHH!" My dad screamed and we'd crash into a building.
Everybody was badly hurt, I open the door and dragged my sisters with me. My sisters were crying as I tried to wake up my mother and father. "Guys, this isn't funny." I shook them.
"Wake up!" I screamed. I gave Crystal and, Jane my cellphone and told them to call 911.
I checked their pulse. NO! DON'T! I REFUSE TO BELIEVE IT
Minutes later the ambulance arrived. They put all of us on our own stretchers. They were trying to revive my parents. They were talking in a hush voice before, coming to me and telling me since I was the eighteen year old. I listened, and I didn't realize I was crying, until I felt the stretcher shaking
They were trying their best to calm me down. I couldn't, how could such thing happen.
I knew exactly what I was going to do now. I will take care of my sisters if that's the last thing I do. For mom..and...dad.