It was Saturday! The third Saturday since the accident, AKA the worst day of my life.
It all started when my mum and stepdad had an argument. I was terrified. The only thing I could think about was what happened before my mum and dad had their divorce. The same argument; the same room; the same shit! Everything was the same.
The next thing I knew, I was in the back seat of my mums car. Little did I know, she was well over the limit and clearly wasn't safe to drive! I tried to stop her but all she said was:
"We need to leave...NOW!"
Convincing my mum to stop doing something is like trying to convince a bird not to fly. Impossible! I had a drink in my hand, when my mum shot around a corner! My drink went flying into the front of the car and underneath the brake. A huge traffic jam emerged out of nowhere! We were panicking! We couldn't stop! We had crashed...
I was unconscious for a little while but managed to awaken myself just in time. My mother, however, didn't make it in time. The car caught fire and before I even began to hear sirens from the fire engine, the car had exploded! My mum; still inside...
a/n: if you managed to stick with me till the end of this chapter, thank you so much! It would mean a lot if you voted for my story!! Thank youuuu
-Aimee
