Hi, my name is Luna Layla. I'm only twelve years old. I'm here to tell you about the tragic accident that happened to my parents. Oh, before I tell you that, let me tell you my brother's name and age. His names is Ares Kronos and he's seventeen.
Now, once there was just me and my brother. While he went to school for some education, I went to work as a housekeeper for money and food. We live in a small, one bedroom home with a kitchen, a bathroom, and a small garden out front in Redrose, Dragondell. Right after our parents died from a car accident we started living by ourselves for quite some time now with some help from our Aunt Jaime. She come twice sometimes thrice a month to check up on us, to see if we're okay and if we need anything. She's a really caring aunt. She gives us about one hundred to one hundred and fifty dollars for us to spend on clothes or what ever we desire.
Well, but enough about her. Let's go back in time to when this all happened. Shall we. Hmm, where should we start. Let's start from here. The accident happened about four to five years ago when I was about seven years of age and Ares was the age I am now, twelve. My mommy, my daddy, my brother, and I were going out for a ride in the car...
Music in the background.
" Papi, can you put more volume on the radio" said I.
" Okay" said daddy.
" Gracias" I said.
" Where are we going?" asked Ares.
" We are going to eat" answered mommy.
" Where?" we asked loudly.
" We're going to El Compadre Mexican Restaurant" said daddy not watch the road and turned facing us.
Daddy not watching the road didn't see that the light turned red. A speeding car hit our car. CRASH! Was all I heard.
Blood dripping down my mouth I said crying...
" Papi...Papi...Papi wake up! Pleases wake up. Please!"
" MA...MA...MAMI!" Ares said sad and loud.
" Why won't they wake up?" we asked each other.
TO BE CONTINUED...