Its Finally Over

The begining of Hell

Me and my sister Cassie had a normal life. We lived with our parents and older brother Anthony. We had a cat named Mr. Silva. We went to church every Sunday, we were a normal family. I loved every second of it. We lived in a small neighborhood and I had lots of friends. We were like a model family. It was a wonderful 10 years of my life. Unfortunately for Cassie it was only 6 years.

Beyond being the model family we were also very close, or at least me and Anthony were. He walked me to school everyday while Cassie rode the bus because she wasn't old enough to walk with us. He also taught me how to be one of the boys by showing me how to play football. He even let me play with him and his friends sometimes. Not only did he care for my knowledge and strength but also about my safety he proved that when I boy on the play ground stole the barrettes from my hair. The boy ended up being hung by his underpants on the broken fence. He always made people feel better. He was a funny and innocent person. He had told me on one of our many sneaking on the rooftop to watch the stars sessions that he wanted to be lawyer, so he could give innocent people the rights they deserve. I think he would of made an amazing anything if it wasn't for that damn crash

It was six years ago. I was 10, Cassie was 6 and Anthony was 16. Our last grandpa had just died in December. My mom told Cassie and I we were to young to go so we stayed with our neighbor for that weekend while they went to his funeral. I had begged my mom to let me go but she refused. It kind of made sense I had only met him once in my life along with Cassie. Unlike Anthony who went out to his farm every summer until our grandma died 3 years before him. I don't even understand why we never got to spend a lot of time with them, but as soon as I got to think about it they were already gone. My parents had said they would be back late Sunday, early Monday. I remember that night perfectly.

Mrs Ellerman had just served us dinner. Potatoes soup again it seemed that's all she ever ate, but I couldn't really complain she did make it amazing. After dinner she sat by the fireplace knitting for about an hour or two while Cassie and I colored on the floor. After that she had us take showers. I went first while Cassie and Mrs Ellerman looked through photo albums. Then Cassie took a shower with her help while I combed my short curly hair and got ready to get picked up sometime in the night. After we were both clean Mrs Ellerman tucked us into bed. She had bunk beds for her grandkids in her spare bedroom. I was on the top and Cassie was on bottom. I soon drifted to sleep but woke up at around 3 or 4 am to Cassie woke me up. She was worried because our parents weren't there yet. I told her to go to bed when I should of called them and told them to get off the road, because they would go into the ditch and hit a tree, but I didn't know that at the time. In the morning Cassie and I were awoken by Mrs Ellerman and police in the doorway of the bedroom. We were taken to the hospital we were told our parents were dead and Anthony was in critical condition. I was in shock. Our parents were dead. I was wishing this was just one big cruel trick but it wasn't. I hugged Cassie who already had river of tears on her face. I could tell she just wanted to hug mom and dad right then and there. Soon we both began to cry in the back of that cop car. I held her so close I almost suffocated myself with her. When we pulled into the parking lot of the hospital I told her she had to be strong for Anthony. She understood me and said he was the only one left. The thought of a six year old saying that made my heart freeze. At that moment I knew she understood everything that was going on. We entered the ICU and a bunch of nurses ran down a hallways. I didn't know it at the time but they were running because Anthony had slipped into a coma. The plan was Cassie and I were going to be able to look at Anthony through a window but they had to change things due to his coma so we waited in the waiting room. After 3 hours we were able to see him. To my surprise we were able to go into his room too. Cassie and I went in and sat on the bed with him. Cassie began to ask him to wake up and now I knew she didn't know what was going on. At that time I didn't have the heart to tell her the truth so I just let her talk which she did for 2 hours. Finally she was done and went into the hallway. For moments I didn't know what to say so I just hugged him. I wanted to do this forever. I wanted to stay there and not move but the noise that I dreaded most started sounding. A long beep from the heart machine beside the bed. My heart shattered. Who was going to be there for me and Cassie when we needed a friend, or someone to play football with or scare boys away. I had just lost my parents and now I lost my best friend. A few moments later nurses rushed in, trying to revive him. I moved to the hallway to comfort Cassie, not having much hope for him surviving, which he didn't.

And just like that they were gone, without notice just leaving me and Cassie in this world alone.