Sincerely yours, Steven

Look,

narrator*
Look, let me tell you about a girl named Steven. She's slowly running out of things to believe in.
*Steven*
"Hey Steven how was your day?" My dad asked. I smiled at him as I tossed my bag into his car,"great I'm just hungry ready for an awesome weekend!" He just smiled and chuckled at me. "Where do you want to go honey?" He questioned turning onto the main highway. I think a while then go to answer," can we...." I heard a loud screech and the car turned to the side and started flipping. "Daddy what's happening?!" I questioned frantically. I got no response. I looked over and his face was bloody and his body was limp."DADDY?!?!" once the car stopped flipping I shook him and got no response. I pulled out my phone to call the police, still flipped upside down. The phone was ringing when I heard the squeal of brakes and the world went black.
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I woke up in a hospital and looked over to see my stepdad sitting in the uncomfortable chair," Aye Wayne hows my dad?" He looks up with a slight look of sadness on his face," Steven your dad died." I shook my head violently not believing him." No! He can't be dead...HE CANT BE!!!" I screamed pulling on my hair. My stepdad got up and grabbed my wrists tight," you better shut up little girl before I give you a reason to cry." I bit my lip holding in the sobs that were threatening to escape. My mom walked in doped up as usual. she laughed," your daddy's dead little bitch...now your stuck with us." I whimper quietly and she barks at me," get up and get dressed girl...we're leaving in 20 minuets with or without you." I nodded and stood up realizing I was fine from the crash...but my dad died. Why didn't I die too. I whisper,"daddy I love you." I walk into the hospital bathroom and put on some clothes my aunt brought me.