The Story Of My Life

•Chapter 1•

Hi, my name is Zoë. I am 14 years old and my life sucks. Yes, it sucks. It literally seems like life just hates me but I don't understand why because well what have I ever done to it? Nothing. So why hate me, life? My life is a total misery. I have no Mum, just an abusive dad and an older sister. It seems that the only thing in my life that is not a total let down is my beloved older sister, Olivia. I love my Olivia to bits. It's like she is my mother. She always takes care of me. She protects me from my dad who can get very aggressive and scary. He is an alcoholic. A drug dealer. He started when my mum died. He had nothing else to drown his sorrows in. I am worried for my father.

||2 days later||

The sound of police sirens are ringing in my head constantly. And here I am thinking that life couldn't get anymore harder for me. Well I guess I was wrong because clearly it can. We were in the car with my dad. The night before the accident, he had drunk a lot. Too much in fact and it caused him to pass out. Me and Olivia weren't worried as it has happened plenty of times before. Anyway, this morning we were driving in the car when he blacked out again. He hit is head on the steering wheel. The car lost control and crashed into another car. By now the car was upside down. "Olivia, is dad ok?" I asked. "I don't know." She answered as she tried to reach for her phone. I saw her dial 991. Fifteen minutes later we could here police sirens and an ambulance. "Hello?!" Shouted a police man into the crashed window of the car. My dad did not answer. He looked over to us. He smiled. "Don't worry!" He shouted. We were escorted out of the car. I had a huge cut through my head. Olivia had a cut through her leg.