I remember the cool sprinkler spraying on my back. The freshly cut grass and mud covering my feet and ankles.
I remember the loudest bang and the earpeircing screams. I remember my mother and father screaming for my brother and I to come inside. My mother, I remember her so well as well as my father.
After they pulled us inside we went to the basement. As soon as we got in the house collapsed on my parents. I remember the crunching of there bones, there screams of pain and misery surrounding me. I remember dropping down on my knees scared I would never see my mom and dad again. Then the dust clouded the air. There was so much if it it made me pass out. Darkness surrounded me.
And that's all I remember until the day I awoke in the woods bye myself. I still don't know were my brother is and or if my parents survived that terrible accident.
That was two years ago...My name is Jessabell I'm now 16 and all I know of the world is there's is no one left. Literally no one! Or so I thought...
