Author's Note:
~Continue scrolling until the very end, okay? All the places in this book I have made up. Hope you likemy first chapter!~
Once upon a time, I had a happy family. You know, the cliche one. Overprotective father, loving mother, shy little sister, and the outgoing me. It was like a moment in a book which everyone thought was perfect, but everyone also knows that perfect moments never lasts long. I sometimes think about what would have happened, if maybe, just maybe, if they didn't go. Would everything have turned out differently? Maybe, but then I tell myself that there's no sense in wondering, because they did go.
I remember the day vividly. I remember walking down the foreboding hall, feeling as if something horrible was about to happen. My feet slowly slap the cold, unforgiving floor, and I hurried down the stairs, because of the uneasiness in my chest. I reach the bottom of the stairs to see my nine year old sister, Lena, geared up for the heavy snow that was falling outside right now. She was smiling, happy to be able to go to her best friend's birthday party, but I was frowning as I looked outside. It was snowing so heavily out, all you could see was white. The uneasiness in my chest increased, and I walked up to where my parents were.
They were talking quietly to each other, and my father looked very concerned. My mother must have noticed, because she tried to calm my father down. She noticed I was standing there, and smiled lovingly at me. I tried to tell her not to go, but she wouldn't listen. I knew I was stalling, but what could I do? I watched her and Lena cross the threshold, and out of sight. I could barely hear the car turn on, and drive away over the howling of the wind. My father closed the door, and moved to stare out the window in the direction they were driving to. I walked back up the stairs, and up the hall to my bedroom, feeling as if I just lost something important. I helplessly looked around the room, and growing tired, fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
I was woken up two hours later by my father's crazed shaking. Even though I was only thirteen, I understood the look of panic and despair on my father's face to know that what we were both dreading happened. I quickly dressed in the first pair of jeans and sweater that I saw, flung my shoes on, grabbed my coat, and ran down the stairs. My father was waiting in the car, practically hyperventilating. Once I clambered inside, he threw the stick shift into drive, and sped down the road.
I looked out the window, and noticed how the snow wasn't blowing as hard, how the wind lessened considerably, and how it started to rain. As if the weather was in turmoil with itself. No one spoke in the car, and the the tense silence was louder than anything else. We drove down the road, and I noted how we were driving down an unfamiliar road, but when I saw the hefty General Hospital in the distance, reality slapped me in the face and out of my daze, and a fresh wave of panic washed over me. Seeing the G. H. made me think of the worst case scenarios, and when I turned to look at my father, he had a grim look of determination on his face, and had that look in his eyes when he was mentally preparing himself for the worst. As if the world dumped a bucket of ice cold water on me, I tried to steel myself for the worst. Little did I know, it was worse than I thought.
We drove up to the G. H., and get out of the car once we found a parking space. We rush inside, and I feel queasy at the sight. Many people are being wheeled in from ambulances, and the hospital is overflowing with people. Everybody is in chaos, and all you can really hear is the screaming and crying from people all around me. I look around, trying to find my father through the throng of people, when suddenly, a large hand grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the crowd. I look up so fast, that for a second, I was sure I saw a surprised expression on the man's handsome face before it turned to a pitiful one. The stranger smiled sadly at me, and led me down a hall to my father, who was pacing up and down the hall nervously. When he noticed us, he looked alarmed, and snatched me over to him. Without looking back he opened the door and walked inside, but I curiously looked back at the stranger before the door slammed shut.
