Chapter 1

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Jessica's P.O.V

"Daddy, can we please go to the waterpark today? Pretty please?" I said, giving dad the puppy dog eyes.

"Awe alright. You're the boss." he replied laughing. He always called me the boss. We drove towards the park when a red light came into view. As soon as the light turned green, we heard a smack and felt the car leave the ground we were moving on.

The car flipped several times as we flew upwards. I felt a freezing drop of water hit me on the arm. On the arm with the most scars. I was 12 and cutting due to insecurities and depression. The car flipped over so the ceiling would apply the laws of gravity first. That 1975 black Dodge Challenger was destroyed as soon as we hit the ground.

All I could picture was mom. She walked out on me. She hated me just like her parents.

Would she even care? Would she still want to know me?

I felt the car hit and darkness overtake my dull body.

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