Prologue

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"Dad!" Judith yelled, tears of sorrow... confusion and terror in her eyes. She kicked at the jammed back door.

They had crashed and she was the only one conscious during the tragic accident. "Someone! Please! Help!" She whaled out in the utmost of panic.

Finally, the door gave way, breaking from its loose hinges and skidding not too far from the fourteen year old. Slowly, she wilded her exhausted body out if the car. Her vision clouded with tears as the heavy rain poured down on her shaking body.

Small shards of glass were sprinkled out on the grassy terrain and pricked into the palms of her pale and petit hands.

Aching her delicate palms but urging her even more to crawl out from the hideous remains of what was once their car. Though tears still dared to fall from her water line, she refused to let them.

Determination began filling her racing heart, dragging her forward to get her father out from his seat. The car was upside down, fuel leaking out from the hood of the car and striking fear into the girls thumping heart.

For once, she was not enjoying the smell of the gasoline. "Come on!" Judith screamed in frustration as she continuously pulled on the door handle of the drivers door.

She failed to acknowledge the fact that her father was moving just a bit. In his own blood from the puncture in his side, caused by a jagged shard of glass. He wrote and I quote, 'Judith, I love you.'

Her blue green eyes trailed to the words written in her father's blood, seeing him flash a smile.

His once pearly white teeth were stained with the red blood, just before his movement stopped and he lost he lost sense of life in his eyes, leaving his hand to good down the window slowly.

"No!" Judith screamed, banging on the window weakly, her sobs not being able to sustain the amount of despair and brokenness filling her heart with complete blackness. "Come back.."

Too blinded by the death of her father, she did not have the vision or mind set to see that a fire had started. Though, maybe it was because she did not want to move. "You promised not to leave! You promised you'd stay and yet your gone!" Judith yelled, angered and confused.

Just as she was about to utter out another word, she got pulled back making her body jolt. Her brain not having enough time to input what was happening as the sounds of sirens were herd.

Dumbfounded by the action all she could do was scream, only for it to mix with the sound of the car that had her father's lifeless body trapped inside it. "Nooooo!"

At this she screamed even louder, uncontrollable tears streaming down her face, making clean paths through the dried blood and grim on her face.

Finally giving up, she just cried. Not having the energy or determination to do anything, she let herself be picked up off of the ground without caring.

The noise's and light's protruding from the different sirens if police cars, ambulance's, and firefighters did not faze her. She only stared into the roaring fire as it demolished the car, piece by piece.

'It's all gone...' Judith thought, before she passed out from the over exertion of her body and strength.

Though, she never got to see who had picked up her frail body and took her to an ambulance. The person who had did so, disappeared into thin air before anyone could thank them.

I was fourteen when it all happened. Both my dad and I were going to visit my mom and my new born baby brother at the hospital. As we were taking our turn, it was clear that we had the right away.

Yet, a truck came speeding on the left side of the four way. Our car was struck right in the back by the trunk and span off the road, flipping onto its side and knocking into the thick trunk of an oak tree.

Once police and ambulance's arrived, my father was pronounced dead at the scene. To top it all off, I found out that my mom had died after giving birth.

Till this day, I feel nothing... nothing at all. No one, and I mean no one will be able to replace my parents. And never, shall I forget what happened on the 13th of May, 2014

Isn't it funny how something that happened long ago, can haunt you till this day.. ?

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