Intimidating

Introduction

I am nothing. Nothing but a meaningless person out of the 7 billion people in the world. I don't have the best grades, I fight with my family a lot, especially with my mom and dad, and I don't have a boyfriend. I'm not the prettiest girl in the world, fairly decent, actually. I have light blue eyes which casually turn grey and green, depending on the weather, I have dirty blonde hair, shoulder length with choppy side bangs and choppy layers. My name is Carter. Yeah I know what your thinking. I think that all the time. Why did my parents name me that? There isn't really a reason why they just did. I hate it. When I turn 18 I'm going to change it. I'm currently 17. I have a sister and a brother. My sister is 23 and she lives in California. She works there and frankly I don't know why. Well, she told me why actually. She said she wanted to get as far away as she can from my family with all the fighting going on. She never told me what her job is there because we harldly talk. I mean it's not like we hate eachother, it's just that she doesn't really have the time. Enough with my sister, now onto my brother. My brother died in a car accident last year. It's been really hard without him here because he was the only one in my family who really listened to me. He would laugh at my jokes, even though they aren't even funny. I know that if my brother were still alive he would do anything for me. And I mean it when I say ANYTHING. We've always had a close relationship. He was 21 when he died. It was October of last year and he was drunk driving because he had just been legalized to be able to drink. It was his birthday, he went out with his friends and they thought it would be fun to drive on the bridge while they were drunk. My brother thought he was fine to be driving, but then it happened. The car swerved and fell into the ocean under the bridge. My brothers best friend, Michael, was the only one who survived. He said that he held his breath and he swam to the top of the car where the skylight and he kept smashing it with his hands until it broke, and he swam to the surface of the ocean and he survived. Honestly, don't take this the wrong way, I'm so thankful he survived because we were close, but I just wish it was my

brother. I wish it was my brother, I repeat that all the time. But you can't change the past, you can only live for the future.