The night I fell in love

Dylan's Story Pt 1

DYLAN'S P.O.V

When I was 11, my mum, dad, sister and myself were on holiday in Orlando, Florida. For the last day of our 2 week get away, my parents surprised us and we went to Disney world. I was so excited and I actually didn't believe them at first because they tricked us . We thought we were going home that day. Obviously not woohoo!
When we arrived my sister, Penny, wanted to go on a water ride first. It probably wasn't the best idea she's ever had, but it was fun. We went on the snow stormer. It was so fun that we all went on it a second time, we was already soaked by then but it didn't really matter anymore. All that mattered was all 4 of us having a good time. However, that being said, on my second turn I somehow slipped off my mat and ended up getting friction burn. Which is unusual as its a water slide. That didn't stop me.
(We went on lots if rides, but these are the only ones I have a good memory of.) The next one  I think was called the Astro Orbiter. I wasn't too fond of this one because it went high. Even though you can control the height of your space shuttle penny wanted to go high. So I let her. I wanted her to be happy even if it was ruining my experience. She was 9 and I wanted to be the best big brother! The last one was funny! We went to see the gorillas. They are such a beautiful animal. They walk around proudly and majestically. They are my favorite animal ever! They're so caring how they look out for each other, take care of the babies equally and groom each other. If only humans were that caring and kind. Anyway, our experience was ruined by 2 gorillas 'getting it on' right in front of us. Literally. At our age we had no clue what was happening, so naturally we laughed our little heads off. We didn't understand why our parents moved us along to the next set of animals quickly.

They were the good old days when everyone was happy. And everything was perfect.

However that changed very suddenly. Quicker than we imagined.
On the way back home my mum was a bit off with everyone. She didn't talk to anyone since we left Disney world. Penny was crying and neither of our parents did anything about it. I calmed her down by giving her the rest of my candy. There was only half a packet left. She looked in disbelief as I offered them to her. Even though she might get a sugar rush from all the candy she has eaten today, at least it would calm her down for an hour or 2 before the sugar kicks in. I held Penny's hand, as she's munching away on the sweets, because my mum's driving suddenly got terrible. She was overtaking cars wildly nearly crashing into them. She was going 20mph past the speeding limit. She scared us all. My dad tried to talk some sense into her and asked her if she would stop the car immediately, even if was in the middle of the freeway.
She had tears rolling down her rose red cheeks. What was wrong with her? No one had upset her. Is she okay? I could stop thinking what could've been wrong with my mum. I even thought back to when we were still at Disney world. Everyone was happy and having fun. Even my mum.
By this point she was driving even more carelessly. She was going too fast. It was getting out of control. We had hit 3 cars and was about to go on the bridge.
"I'm sorry my lovelies. I love each and everyone of you! I just can't do it anymore!" she finally said as she put her foot down fully on the acceleration pedal. We was going to go off the bridge. This is it. We are going to die! I hold onto penny like nothing ever before. My dad's shouting at my mum. "Baby please stop. You're scaring the kids. You're scaring me. You can do it babe. I believe in you. I love you!" she wasn't stopping. We hit the side of the bridge. My neck jolted back. This is it. We're in the air. Everything seemed unreal. It was like we were going in slow motion. Penny was screaming her little heart out, flooding the car with tears. I unbuckled her from her seat and held tight onto her trying to calm her down and keep her safe. My dad gave me a little window hammer so me and penny could escape. "what about you dad?! I don't want to leave you as well" I shouted, crying. "don't you worry. I'm getting your mother out of here." he said calmly with a couple of tears rolling down his cheek. I hid Penny's face away from the window and smashed it. Water quickly entered the car. My dad had little time to convince my mum. Penny couldn't swim so I instructed her to take a deep breath in and keep moving her legs back and forth. That should hopefully keep her from going down. When I squeezed out of the small window, I grabbed penny and quickly swam to the top. We was okay. My parents however, were not. I wanted to go back down to try and save them but I had penny to look after. I looked up at the bridge we raced out of. Loads of people were watching down at us cheering at the first sight of people to emerge from under the water. Police cars, ambulances, fire engines and news reporters were also there flooding the roads. Helicopters shined the lights on us. Police shouted on their megaphone for us to swim to the little boat Bay. I didn't want to leave my parents behind. It was the only choice of I had as I was starting to get tired. I left them. Something I thought I'd never have to do. Ever. After about 2 minutes of swimming to safety. Someone appears out of the water. I could hear the water splashing and them gasping for air. I turn around. It was my dad. Without my mum. I burst out crying. Why did she do this?!? My dad swam towards us, he took penny off me and hugged her tightly. I joined in, I didn't know what to do. The police megaphone interrupted our moment. We swam the the boat Bay and was quickly wrapped in blankets. The paramedics checked if we were okay and if we had any injuries. We sat on a boat looking at the scene we caused. Me and penny snuggled together whilst my dad was talking to the police. I couldn't really hear him but i made out a little of what he said "I couldn't budge her. She wasn't having it. I don't know what got over her, trying to kill her family like that. It must've been a suicide. She was perfectly fine at Disney world." That word kept running through my mind. Suicide. Such a strong word. Surely it couldn't of been a suicide. I didn't have time for thinking. My baby sister was unstable after witnessing all of that devastating disaster.