The Life Of Selena Caribbean Blue

The Train Wreck

  On our way back I was thinking and listening to my music, but I saw my mom freaking out including dad was calming her down because she was crying. As soon I looked up again we weren't moving and I looked down because I was curious and saw train tracks,but when I looked up I saw a train coming so fast. It was too late it crashed into us, but when I woke up they told me my parents didn't make it including they said I was in a coma for two months. So it's been two months and I saw my aunt smiling saying everything is going to be ok, but how was it going to be ok when my parents are dead including I was gonna live with aunt because she took me in as a guardian. She also told me we are living in my parents' house, but why it's too painful to live there including my brother came into the room and hugged me including I saw tears, but I told him I'm fine.
After they all left for lunch and I noticed something that I started to cry and weeping for my mom because I was yelling for mommy, but before I could say it again they fell me asleep including the next thing I know is I blacked out. When I woke it was dark out and I hate hospitals now because I forgot to mention I was in here a lot including Devin couldn't,but he wishes he could. He can't come because a lot of newborn baby girls are here and that he couldn't stand it, but back to the train wreck. They said that train tracks was abandoned in the 1920s and why did it came now including I'm trying to figure out what made it came to hit us, but I found out why because someone is after me like for revenge. It's odd because is someone trying to make my life so miserable and make me so depressed because if they are it's working including I can't believe someone would do this to my family to get what they want is to kill me.
Finally, when I got the news to get out and time for my to go home tomorrow was upset including my parents won't be at home because they are dead/crying face with tears. So, when my aunt Mary walked back in the room I pretended I was asleep and wiped my tears including she slept on the coach, but she was uncomfortable because it's not even a real bed. She didn't care because she loves me including she would never ever leave me alone, but I'm proud that she cares for me and I accept her ways of taking me in as a daughter of her own. Finally, it was time for to go home because I slept through the whole night and that it was time to wheel me out including my aunt pulled up with the car, but I had to have helped to get in the car. The reason why is because I had a hard time trying to get in since the accident, but why couldn't they understand me while I was trying to fight from trying to be forced in the vehicle and that they finally put me in the car including I was trying not to scream for once or even cry for mommy and daddy for help.
      We finally arrived at the house and then I noticed something was missing about it my mom and dad because they were not there including it felt lonely/empty without them. I felt like there was another apart of me missing and I'm trying so hard to get that me back including when I got out there was Devin who gave me a big hug, but I told him to never let go because I was crying in his chest or in his shirt to hide my tears. He finally let go and took me inside then we sat on the couch, but he started to say that he was so sorry for my lost including he was glad I was ok. Next thing all I know is that there is tears running down my face and out of my eyes that are now Caribbean blue including that's how I got my middle name because I came home from the hospital as a tiny baby with Caribbean blue eyes while I was crying. While I was trying to wipe my tears, but Devin was trying to get me to stop and they said it was ok to cry because bottling or hiding your feelings would make it worst including I decided not to hide my pain anymore including that's when guests started to arrive such as friends and families coming to see how was I doing so far from the train accident/my parent's deaths.