Disclaimer: This came out then the original version that I wrote for this chapter, but I'm putting the twist now. I don't own this, except mayber Daphne.
Summary for the Second Chapter: I don't think my parents are dead. No. They're not dead. I refuse to believe it.
Last time: Suddenly, my world was crashing down. My life as I just know it wasn't predictable anymore. My parents were gone. I suddenly felt blacked out and I thus fell to the floor and the ground came closer to me…
Chapter 2: The Revelation
"Good morning sleeping beauty!" said a flight attendant.
I didn't know where I was. All I could remember was yesterday, and how Coach Whitter told me that my parents were dead and then darkness fell.
The airplane shook in its place and all I knew was no more. The sides of my head were hurting me so badly; all I knew was that I was on a plane going someplace.
"Excuse me, but where is this plane going, I asked a passenger next to me" I asked.
The passenger replied, but I couldn't help but blush, I mean what kind of stupid question would anyone ask, "To Hillridge, California."
All I can do was fall back to sleep. I was sweating a lot, because in my dream (or nightmare, which ever one you look at) I kept running to keep up with my parents. And each time I caught up with them I was gone.
I don't think my parents are dead. No. They're not dead. I refuse to believe it. How much longer of this ride I couldn't take it.
I kept seeing my mother and father dead and all I know is that they're not. It is a sight that no one can see. It's a lie.
All I can hear is my mother whispering in my ears that everything is going to be all right. And maybe it will, but not today.
I had 20 minutes to go back to my seat, the airplane stop with the horrible turbulence and I was getting closer to see my aunt and uncle and cousin.
Cousin.
Uh-oh. I wonder how David would react to my coming back to the house?
I mean last time I went to Hillridge, when I was eight, I blamed David for ruining my cake, and he uttered those words that all people hate.
"I Hate You!" said David. As my consciousness reminded me of the horrible fight I had with David.
Maybe he can forgive me, because I really hope he doesn't hate me anymore.
Who knows maybe he can have a grudge still?
And all I can see was light, and I knew for sure that I had hope for today and maybe for tomorrow.
But today I would dream still about my parents because I know that they are alive, somewhere out there in this world.
On the Route 47, there laid a white car broken down but filled with blood. All the police could find was a broken down car and blood but no bodies.
Sergeant Michael thought to him that maybe this car accident wasn't just a car accident, and what was he supposed to tell to the Gordon family (the only relation that Daphne Gordon had).
A sweat broke out, but Sergeant Michael remained calm and told his men to get back to work. Maybe he can find the bodies of Mr. and Mrs. Gordon.
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