Rollercoaster

Part 2

Well that was until I met Shawn. He is so amazing. I am so grateful to have found a friend like him. He has given me a chance to socialise with people rather than kitchen utensils. He is not my first friend, let me point out, but he is my first friend to not stab me in the back within the first month of meeting. The ambulance picks my mum up and Shawn picks me up. That is how it has been and that is how I like it. I really do like him. Although I am a bit scared that I like him more than that. I don't want that to ruin our friendship. Sometimes I think he feels the same way but then other times I think he likes Alyssa, the girl across the street. I mean, she is a lot prettier than I am, she makes him laugh and smile, and she isn't covered in scars.

You see me and Alyssa have a past. Not a particularly pleasant one either. But that's a story for another time. Oh who am I kidding, someone needs to know. It was the 21st July 2015, me, Alyssa and Isabelle (my sister) were going out for the night just for a bit of fun to celebrate the beginning of the summer holidays. We had great fun bowling and went to the cinema and basically packed in a years activities into one night. At that point it was all going well. Alyssa got a bit drunk because she bought a couple of beers at the bar at the bowling alley, therefore got a bit aggressive. I figured she would calm down soon. Isabelle, being the only one old enough, drove us home. Just to start a conversation, you know to be friendly, I spoke about the bowling. All I said was that I was so close to being 1st and that's when she snapped.

She told me I was jealous of her winning, and I was a sore loser. So clearly, like anyone else would, I stood up for myself. We argued for half an hour straight until, she flung herself onto me screaming and scratching. It wasn't that bad because, well it was a fight with a drunk person. We were rolling about on the back seat for what seemed like hours. All of a sudden she grabbed my leg and with a massive struggle to get free, I swung my leg out of her grasp. But that wasn't it. I pulled with such a force, I accidentally kicked my sister, causing her to lose grip on the wheel and we plummeted down into the river. The End. Oh how I wish it was. We were all rushed off to hospital, I had a broken leg and collarbone, Alyssa was still unconscious from drinking with an additional broken arm, and Isabelle... Isabelle didn't make it. See didn't I tell you I mess everything up! Didn't I say it was because of an argument. Now you understand how terrible life is.