SWITCHED IDENTITIES

CHAPTER 1

"We had always dreamt of doing everything together. We were the best of friends, inseparable in every way. I remember the day we first met in the 7th grade. She was a new student and didn't seem like much with her goofy glasses and quiet nature. We became friends when I was running in the hall and accidentally bumped into her, making her fall to the ground. I helped her up, and the next thing I knew, we became best friends. We weren't the most popular pair but we were ok with that. She had my back, and I had hers. But after the incident, I hid myself completely from the world, dwelling in my own self-pity, little did I know that this was just the beginning"
My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. It was my mum, I knew instantly because she was the only one I had since dad left. Hmm, it has been a while since that name came to mind, and I hate the fact that it did, especially at such a crucial time. Recalling the day he left didn't make me the least bit sad. Instead, it was the complete opposite. It filled me with unexplainable rage. I remember my best friend's last words causing tears to fall from my eyes once more  she said, "It's all his fault." But that was it, she said nothing more and nothing less, no name, no description, nothing to let me know who did this to her, I was clueless, but yet for some reason the only person that came to mind was my dad the man I hated the most. I tried waking her up, but she was gone (sobs).
I heard another knock on the door, which pulled me back to reality, and I remembered that my mum was still at my door. Then she asked me whether I was ok, which was more infuriating than comforting to me. So, in a fit of rage and mixed emotions, I opened the door and yelled at my mum, telling her that she knows I'm not ok so why bother asking, and that she's know it is probably all dad's fault.
After that, I cried even more than I did before. My mum tried to calm me down, but before she could even say anything, I slammed the door shut on her face. I am sure she was in shock because I didn't hear her voice anymore.
I did that because I already knew that when it came to matters concerning my "Father," the arguments would last forever. The only thing that surprised me was the fact that even after my outburst, my mum had no reaction. So I wiped my tears, realizing I had really crossed the line this time and planned to apologize. But when I opened the door, I was in even more shock as I realized my mum had faint right in front of it.
Again, another series of tears began to fall as I saw my mum struggling to open her eyes. I hurriedly looked for her phone in her room to call Dr. Brown, but for some reason, I didn't find it. The only Dr. I saw someone named Dr. Nworb, so given the circumstances, I quickly called the number, and to my surprise once more, it was Dr. Brown who responded. Forgetting the strangeness of the situation, I immediately informed her of what happened, and she said she was on her way. Afterwards, I took my mum to lie down on her bed for rest, while I waited beside her for Dr. Brown.
As I waited, thoughts of my dad came flooding in. I can remember the day he left it was as clear as day.
[Light fades]