Freeze!

Chapter 5.

Tears started flowing down my cheeks as I ran home.

I still couldn't believe what had happened. How had everything froze?

Once I ran home my emotions took over my actions.

I raced right inside and barged open the doors to my parents room. I wanted to hug them. To tell them how much I loved them but I just stood there awkwardly.

At first they didn't notice me, they just kept their eyes fixed on the T.V.

Once they did notice, I knew I had made a huge mistake opening up their door. The door that separated me from them.

I will never forget the expressions on their faces. They looked horrified. At first I didn't know why, but then I remembered.

The party.

Crap.

How could I have forgotten.

All of a sudden memories of what happened that day flowed into my mind. I tried to push them back, but it was too late.

I saw myself, back at the party. I was sitting in the car while my mom and dad were chatting to my friends parents. Yep, that's right I had friends back then.

Why hadn't I just waited with them? Then everything would be normal.

Anyways, I was in the car when all of a sudden I heard faint police sirens in the background.

I glanced back. I saw a grey car speeding as fast as I've ever seen a car go before. Behind it were several police cars.

It all happened in slow motion.

The car was heading in my direction. There wasn't enough time to get out. Before I knew it the car slammed into the back of mine. I remember getting tossed around as the car started spinning. I had landed at the floor of the car. I had hit my head really hard. Everything was spinning.

I tried to call out to my parents, but the words couldn't come out of my mouth.

I couldn't breathe. Had I really just gotten in a car accident?

Soon I smelled smoke in the air.

Was there fire?

I moved my head a little. I saw fire. Right next to me and behind me. And on me.

I felt a jolt of pain rise up my body.

"AGH!!" I screamed.

"GET ME OUT!!! HELP!!"

Before I could get anymore sound out I fainted.

I woke up in a hospital bed.

My eyes could barely open.

I soon learned afterwards that it was a miracle that I had survived.

My parents couldn't afford the surgery I would have to have in order to look normal again, so the doctors couldn't do anything to help my burns.

I still have my burns today, but they are a little bit better.

My parents haven't talked to me since the day after I came home again. They hadn't even worked up the nerve to see me. I hated them for that.

It had been ten years since the day of the party.

Ten years of me living on my own, without parents.

And now I was facing them.