Chapter 2

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I woke up to darkness like everyday. it was like I haven't even awoken yet, I'm always trapped in a huge nightmare. my name is Mina Biers and I'm fiftteen. two years ago on my thirteenth birth day my mother and father died in a horrid car accident. they were on their way to my party.... deep inside I feel as though it was my fault because if it wasn't my birthday, they wouldn't have had to drive in that car on that day. a year ago my brother who had been born a month before me died. he couldn't walk and jerks at school would Bully him, the same people bullied me for I was blind. we were inseparable... he was my only friend and I was his..... a year ago I found him in the park like usual but I found him hung to a tree. he hung himself... my rock left me... it was all the bullies at schools fault. I would never forgive them. all I had left was my nineteen year old sister, ashely, who looked after me. I didn't ever speak to her because I thought if I did, I would kill her too. I never spoke a word, to anyone.

I slowly woke up as my alarm clock beeped loudly next to my ear. I groaned not even slightly wanting to get up. I slowly slid out of my bed and started to trudge towards my dresser, sliding my hand against the Wall not wanting to bump in to anything. once I found it I grabbed what felt like a long T-shirt. then I felt for something else. I found a pair of shorts which had the fabric of jeans. I finished getting ready for school and. then grabbed my walking stick. finally I found my way to the front door and grabbed my book bag which was on the table next to the front door as usual. I was about to step out the door when I heard my sister.

"um I know you don't talk to me but.... you have a couple extra minutes... don't you... I know you don't really like me much but...."

she stopped and I heard her sniffle, she must have been on the verdge of crying.. I was still standing at the front door. I loved her.... that was the problem. everyone I loved died, and I think it was my fault so I don't talk to anyone so they don't die. I felt warm tears stream down my face. I ran out the front door without knowing where I was going. I kept running, wanting to get away from all my problems, I didn't stop running and wasn't going to but I ran straight into a tree and fell, I expected to fall and hit the ground quickly but I didn't stop falling for at least a minute, which felt like hours. finally i stopped falling and just lied there on my back. I felt some warm liquid fall from my head. I just lied there motionless for a while.... then I heard what sounded like my sisters voice screaming my name in the distance. I had to call back to her or I may not be found. I opened my mouth to say something but no words came out. maybe I could just groan?

"Mina!"she yelled

"uhhhhgg" I managed to groan but I tasted blood in my mouth and started to cough it up. maybe she heard some of my coughing which would help. 

I heard footsteps getting closer until her voice was next to me. 

"Mina! oh my God, hang on!"

I felt hands under my back and I felt like I was being lifted up. I heard her sniffle and a tear, hers, fell on my cheek. I couldn't hurt her anymore, she thought I hated her.

" I'm so s-sorry." I mumbled trying not to stutter. another tear dropped on my cheek.

" its okay... I forgive you, so you don't hate m-me." she said tears still falling on my face. they were tears of joy.

" i never did.." i whispered with the slightest smile on my face.

she tightened her grip and hugged me. before I new it I was crying. I sobbed until my throat hurt. I cried about everything and she let me. she cleaned me up when we got home. she told me that of course I wasnt going to school today. I went to my bed for the first time with a smile on my face. i coverred up, tired from my morning. 

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