A/N: I hope you like this! I don't own Twilight or any of the characters.
Remembering
Pain. That was the first thing I felt on my return to consciousness. Overwhelming, mind numbing pain. What caused this pain? I searched my mind, dimly aware of the fact that I was in a tangled heap on the ceiling, now the bottom, of the family Suburban. My mind yielded no answers to my search… There was a barrier preventing me from reliving what had happened. I gathered up my strength and fought the barrier, flinching from the pain. With a gasp, the barrier broke and a flood of memories burst forth.
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We were rocketing down the snowy highway, our spirits high. It was Christmas and we were on our way back home from a Christmas dinner at my Uncle's house. Emily and Daniel, my younger siblings (who were twins), were in good spirits. My mom was reading a magazine, and dad was driving. Me? I was gazing out of the window, watching snowy fields flash past.
"Mel, what are you staring at?" Little Emily asked. I jerked out of my trance and ruffled her blonde hair.
"I'm gazing at the snow, Em!" I whispered, a smile on my lips.
The highway was unusually deserted. Not a car was in sight, and therefore we had no warning of the danger ahead.
"The snow?" She whispered back, tugging at a lock of my waist length black hair. That's when everything went wrong, terribly wrong. The Suburban hit a large patch of ice and careened out of control. It swerved across the highway wildly. I saw the ditch and before I knew it, we were rolling and flipping only to come to a rest suddenly. Emily and Daniel's tiny hands were clenched in mine, limp and unresponsive. The world spun sickeningly and everything went black.
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A/N: Review, please! Tell me if I should continue! I want to, but if no one likes it, I won't.