chapter 1

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Fourth of July.
We were driving home from my uncle's house. It was around 10:40. Dad was drunk, due t
o the fact that he had consumed a lot of alcohol that night; then had had two Jello-shots before we left.

My mom was a little bit drunk. She didn't have anything except, one Jello-shot. But that's how she is, a little bit of something can automatically give her the effect as if she had ALOT of it.

My mom was driving the silver corolla we had. Dad was getting frustrated by her driving like always.
"Do you want me to drive?"
"NO your drunk"
"Am not. You know what just let me drive" my dad says demandingly. My mom just obeyed his order like a wimp.

We were at a red light. So they switched seats in the car. Oh my god that's embarrassing. My mom was already in the car; so now we're waiting for my dad to get in. He finally gets in and drives off.

"Um dad can you l-like slow down a bit? Please"
"Sure" he says with a smirk tugging at his dry lips. "Tha-" He then goes over the speed limit, by like 80 miles over; is dodging cars as if we were on a motorcycle, and is ignoring everyone and everything.

Screaming; crying; yelling; fighting; honking.

What the hell is wrong with him?

I hear more crying, I look over and see my little sister Rhey crying. She's probably scared for her life, I thought.

Screaming; I look over my left shoulder, my brother is screaming at my dad.

Yelling; I see my mom yelling and fighting about how she should drive. But he refuses.

Honking; people are honking at us, about the stupidity of my father's driving.

Red light.

Due to my dad being drunk, and delusional, he runs the light. I was happy we didn't get happy we didn't get hit. Everyone had a commission again about my father's stupid decision.

Silence.

Everything was quite. I thought it was actually quite peaceful; I thought we were home. Untill I heard ambulance, people talking, and the sound of wheels rolling.

I then shoot my eyes open, taking in my surroundings.

I see a doctor by my side. I just stared at her jaw line. Sharp; I thought. She still didn't realize I was staring, so I stared even longer. She then moves a little bit.

We make eye contact.

She smiled, so so I smiled back. I don't know if it were real or not.

I try to move a little bit to get comfy, but it caused pain in my back so I yelped.

What the?

I then come to a jolt, I scream out of pain that it had caused in my body.
" sorry sweet heart." The lady mumbled.

I close my eyes.

"Hey sweetie, we need to ask some questions" somebody told me adding a shake to my shoulders to get me up.

I open my eyes to see that I'm in an ambulance bus.

"Oh, hey. Okay 1rst question is; um, are you allergic to any thing?" The guy asked. Shouldn't they have taken my blood for that?
"No" I reply.
"Okay" he responds, while jotting something down on his clip board.
" Okay let's see, how old are you?"
"14"
"Name?"
"Piercy Finley" with that I close my eyes for the rest of the ride.

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