The second I saw the headlights of the car in front and the echoing screams of my parents I knew I was dead, and I did die, only I didn't stay dead.
The morning of the day I lost my parents started out as normal as any other day, it was just a Sunny Sunday. I woke up to the overwhelming smell of my mother's cooking and my dad's coffee, we ate breakfast together as we did every Sunday. We would sit around the table whilst we laughed and joked. We were one of those rare and lucky families that got along. I was spoilt with love all my life, some people never even get to experience a family's love. I was defiantly the luckiest girl in the world. At that moment I didn't realise that it could all be taken from me, I didn't know that this was going to be the last morning I spend with my parents and the last meal we would ever share.
Later on that day me and my mother sat watching TV together, she had on some lame soap opera show which she seemed to love so I put up with it for her. My dad was in his office on the phone, I never really knew what line of work my dad was involved in, every time my curiosity would get the better of me and I asked him, he would almost always change the subject so eventually I decided to just stop asking. After we watched my mother's show I realised my dad was still on the phone but now he was yelling I looked at my mother who also noticed "Stay here" she got up and paused. "Everything's fine", she smiled and walked towards my father's office. I shrugged of the fact this was odd for my father to raise his voice, I turned towards the TV and took the opportunity to watch something that wasn't a soap opera. I could faintly hear an argument between my parents, I hated that noise so I turned the TV up and for the next ten minutes everything was ok.
My parents suddenly stormed from the office and into the living room where I was sat the look on their faces scared me, I turned the TV and stood up to face them. For a few moments my parents never spoke only glanced at me and then at each other. So I smiled, trying to break the awkward tension "What I do?" I laughed to myself but stopped when I realised the expressions on my parents faces only got worse, this worried me "What's wrong?" I still didn't get a response so this time I raised my voice "MOM", nothing. "DAD" he stepped forward and I saw that both my parents were crying, he tightly hugged me "We have to go" I leaned back and looked at him with confusion as he carried on speaking "Me, your mother and you are leaving right now, you will not understand what is happening and you will be scared but everything will be fine".
I was so confused and he was right I was defiantly scared, so scared I stood frozen as tears began to stream down my face "M, mom?" she ran to hug "Its ok Amelia" during the long hug with my mother my dad managed to leave the room and come back with three bags, I stepped away from my mom as my dad grabbed my hand "I have everything we need" he told my mom and looked back at me "let's go sweetheart". He and my mother practically dragged me to the car, not that I was being forced but in a protective way, I started to panic what could be wrong it must be bad if we had to up and leave like that.
The second we got in the car my dad sped off, my dad was always so careful when it came to driving he always stuck to the speed limit but that all change the moment we got in the car, he was driving so fast I was being thrown around in the back seat when I realised I hadn't had chance to put my seat belt on, my dad noticed this too "put your seatbelt on sweetheart".
As I looked at my dad driving he seemed worried but calm, my mom smiled when she caught me looking at her to reassure me it was ok. Only it wasn't ok, suddenly nothing was ok, my parents seemed like different people they were obviously keeping something from me, secrets were always something we shared. "M, mom....D, dad....I'm so scared, please tell me what's happening" I begged for them to explain what was happening and as I started to cry my mom and dad exchanged looks of guilt as the nodded towards each and my mom turned to me "Ok Amelia, what I'm about to tell you might me hard to believe and you may feel betrayed but you must trust that we will always love you and everything we have done was for you" she paused as she began to cry.
"Honey, you're special. Me and your father.... We are not your parents" I gasped and tears began to run faster. " I mean we are, but not your biological parents" I couldn't believe what I was hearing I shook my head in denial "n, no.....noooo, why are you lying, please stop" my mom reached her hand out to me and before she could speak my father spoke up "sweetheart its true we didn't want you to find out this way.....we thought we had more time" I was more confused than ever, I'm adopted but it can't be we are the perfect family, I couldn't respond to them I need to process what I was just told, I placed my head in my hands and once again I began to cry.
"Amelia" my dad's voice sounded worrying so I looked up him and his eyes met mine "there's more, you, you aren't like other girls, like your mother said your special" what did he mean as I was about to ask my mom yelled my dad's name and he suddenly lost control of the car as we started to spin, all I could see ahead where headlights approaching. We would crash into that car and at the speed we were going I knew I would not live through it especially when I forget to buckle up.
And that's how I lost my parents, we all died but I was the only one who didn't stay dead.
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Amelia (The elements series)
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