"I woke up, it was seven. Waited 'til eleven, just to figure out that no one would call." Sang Rachelle Marie Williams-Beilschmidt, known to most as Rae. She was singing along to a mix CD she had made. She was in the passenger seat of her Papa's Sedan. She and her Papa had just gone to a museum opening, and now they were on their way home. "I think I've got a lot of friends, but I don't hear from them. What's another nigh on my own?" Her Papa, Matthew Williams, laughed at his daughter's antics as he pulled up to a stop. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a blue SUV came flying down the road in the opposite direction. On the wrong side of the road. Going directly towards them. Rae saw the oncoming danger. "Papa! Watch out!" she screamed. But it was too late. The SUV smashed into them. Their car went spinning. Another driver who couldn't dodge in time smashed into them as well, compactly crushing the driver side door. More cars ran into each other. Somehow the Sedan flipped.
Then silence.
The mix CD continued to play. "I'm just a kid and my life is a nightmare. I'm just a kid and I know that it's not fair. Nobody knows I'm alone in the world. Nobody knows what it's like to be me. Tonight." That's when Rae passed out.