"Jane Corelli you're wanted in the office", he shouted. There was an awkward silence in the room as I shyly got up out of my desk and walked in front of the class. Once, I walked down to the office I started to think to myself "I wonder why I'm being called into the office. What did I do? What happened? Is everything okay?" Once, I got to the office the secretary said "Are you Jane Corelli?" and I replied "yes. And do you know why I am being called here?" she said "You have a phone call on line 2. They said it was urgent. Here's the phone it's your aunt Tina", then she handed me the phone. Then I asked, "Aunt Tina what's wrong? Why are you crying?" She replied "About 15 minutes ago Uncle John and I got a call from the hospital saying that your parents got into a car accident." I said "But, they're okay right?" Suddenly there was an awkward moment of silence then I knew without her even saying a word. So I said "how did it happen?" She hesitated to tell me but realized that I was old enough and could handle the truth no matter what. But I knew that she could never lie to me in a time like this when I depended on her. So she said "When they were on their way to drop your dad off at his new job. A semi truck spun out of control and spun into there lane." I started to cry, took a deep breath and said "How bad was it?" "Hunny, it was a head on collision. They died instantly! I'm so sorry to have to tell you this way I wanted to tell you face to face but, I had to tell you right away. Now, go back to class. Do you want me to pick you up after school or let you walk to the hotel?" I was trying my hardest not to cry any harder. But, it suddenly came over me and I could not hold it in any longer. Then I busted out in tears and began to ball. "W-w-walk to the hotel I need some t-t-time to think" but I could not help stuttering. She said "Okay, sweetie" Then I handed the phone back to the secretary and started walking back to class. When I was in the hallway I started shaking. And then I ran into the girl's bathroom and ran into the first open stall, then I locked it. And I stood there thinking about all the memories I had with my parents. And all it did was make me cry even more. And then I thought to myself "Everything isn't okay! Why me? Why did this have to happen to me? What did I do to deserve this?" And after about 10 minutes of crying I wiped my tears and walked back in the classroom across the hall.