I woke to some one knocking loudly at the front door. I rubbed my eyes using my other hand to turn on the light. I grabbed my glasses from the table and went to answer the door. I was shocked to find Carl the local police officer at my door. I stepped aside so he could come in saying still a little tired "Hello officer Carl can I help." Before I closed the door I looked out side, it was raining and all was quiet. Not even the crickets were singing their song. Carl sat down motioning for me to do the same. When he spoke he didn't look me in the eye, he kept looking down at his shoes. "Justine I'm sorry that I have to bring you this bad new but your parent died last night in a car accident. The rain made all the roads very slippery and they were going to fast. They hit a tree and died on contact. Once again I'm very sorry and will keep in touch for the funeral arrangements." I just sat there looking at the wall while he let himself out. All I could do was sit there and stare at the wall only one tear fell from my eye. As every thing that just happened sank in I began to realize that I was alone. I started to throw pictures and vases with flowers onto the floor, where I collapsed after. As I laid there letting the glass cut into my back I drifted of to a black deep sleep where nothing could get me.

I woke up my body sore from sleeping on the glass-covered floor. I got up brushing myself off and walking over to the hall way closet that held my clothes. I got a pair of old baggy jeans out and a white tank top that would be covered by my teal and black stripe hoodie. I walked into the bathroom that I use to share with my parent turning the water in the shower all the way up. I let it heat up while I brushed through my tangled hair. When my hair was exceptable I got in the shower ignoring the extreme heat from the water. I stood there watching the blood flow over my shoulders and down my legs from my cuts. When it stopped I shut of the water and dried my self off getting dressed putting on my turquoise and black checkerboard slip-on vans before I walking from the empty house. I was late to school but every one would think I wasn't even going to come. The small town spread gossip as fast a grand prize racing horse.