I want to tell you how it happened, I still think about it but I'd rather not. It was a long time ago I still think about them. I still miss them. I didin't even say sorry. I was only little.
I had just had another argument with my parents. As usual I sat in my bedroom angry and annoyed. Why was it always me. It's not fair? My bedroom was coloured dark blue with posters of Kim Kardashian and Victoria Justice all over the walls.
"I'm going out" I yelled to my mum." As any child would I needed ice cream to cool me down." The shop was only through the alley way. My mum always warned of that place she said wired things could happen there. I reached the alley way feeling cautios, with every step I took I looked around me. The walls covered in words. Words that I didn't even know. Stopping, I turned to see blood or at least I thought was blood dripping of the wall. It said txen er'uoy. What did that mean? I looked to the left it said 'YOUR'ER LIFE IS BACKWARDS' again what did that mean then I got it you're next. Sprinting down the alley way I repeated the words you're next. What it mean? How did it get there? Who or what wrote it, and Why was it there? I got my ice cream and shot back home.
I sat up in my room scoffing down the cookie dough fudge ice cream. Thoughts raced through my mind. What was I up next for! I didn't know wether to feel to scared or curious. Just as I chuked the ice cream tub into the bin, my parents came upstairs. They proberly came to apoligise and excepting me to apoligise back they weren't giong to win. I still hate them. Surprisingly they came to say we're going on a day trip to thorpe park! Obivolisly I said yes, I mean who would put down a theme park! However I had an uneasy feeling about all this, the words meant something and I knew it.
We got into the shiny black range rover, I listed everything we packed money, sunglasses, sun cream, and extra clothes just in case we got wet. Everyone was in, we were ready to go. I was so excited! The engine started, we reversed the car and we were off. The words ran through my mind maybe they weren't even there, maybe I imagined them. My dad started shouting "what happened?" I yelled. "The brakes have stopped working." my dad replied. Everyone was screaming. My little brother didn't know what to so he hugged me. The car went out of control, I thought my life was over. Just as that thought the car flipped over. We were trapped, I tried shouting at my parents to get them to talk to me but there was no reply. Was I the only one alive in the car?
The ambulance arrived, me and my brother were let out with a broken arm a cut in our head. 11 innocent people were injured that day, 2 were killed. My parents. A day that was supposed to be fun turned into the worst ever thing that could have happened to me. I didn't even get to say sorry to them. Now I will never be able to.
