How to fight the system

Chapter 1

My family was getting ready to leave for the airport. Florida here we come! I am so excited.   ¨Abby the taxi is here." yelled my mom. My two brothers and my parents got into the car. Off to the airport! I stuck my headphones in and fell asleep. 

1 Hour later

We are at the airport getting ready to board the plane.  It was busy yet it was exciting. ¨Flight 205 now boarding¨ I grabbed my brother Brice's hand and led him aboard. We got in our seats and buckled up. Then the plane took off. Pretty soon Brice was sleeping with my other brother Coral was chirping my moms ear off. I watched as we went higher into the sky. It was such a beautiful view. Okay well that gets a little boring after a while and we still have about two and a half hours to go. I stuck my head phones in, turned on my music and fell asleep peacefully. Well so I was about to fall asleep. Then I heard a boom noise. I don't know how to explain the noise but it did not sound good. I look out my window to see smoke. I heard a few screams but the pilot came on the announcer. ¨Ladies and gentlemen please do not panic everything is under control. I started to notice that we were starting to head downwards. I few minutes later I heard the pilot say embrace for impact. I was hoping, praying that we were going to be okay. About 15 minutes later the plane went into the water. My nose was bleeding from hitting the seat in front of me and Brice hit his head hard. I grabbed his hand and we walked/swam towards Coral. My mom could not get her seat unbuckled and my dad said go they will meet us up there. They never came up. Boats came around and were picking people up. The water was cold and you could see people shivering and crying. Brice kept asking where mom and dad were and I told him on a different boat. They came about 45 minutes later on a boat. But they were not on the surviving boats. I remember Firefighters and first aid asking where are parents were at. I cried and pointed to the body bags in front of me to scared to speak.  Coral and Brice started crying and the first aid brought us to a car that took us to a medical center.  We were put under observation when a caseworker came in. ¨Hello I am Mr. Stone your caseworker.¨ Mr. stone was a nice man. I remember him telling me that as I know my parents died and we are going to be put in foster homes for the time being. But there is one problem. There is not a home that can take all three of us.