A bright light shone into my eyes, my hand immediately reaching up to shield them from the sun. As I moved, a pain instantly shot throughout my whole body, causing me to scream in agony. The only thing was, nothing but a little yelp came out.
My eyesight had focused and I looked around, realizing I was upside down in the car. My eyes widened and my jaw hung open as I began to cry, the realization hitting me.
I painfully turned my head to where my mother should have been sitting, her seat empty. Tears were rapidly pouring down my face as I turned to see the windshield shattered and full of blood, my body aching from the impact of the crash and hanging by my seat belt.
"Mom! Mom! where are you!?" I tried to yell, my voice only coming out in a hoarse whisper.
I tried to get up for about an hour, my body stinging every time I moved. My legs felt numb and I was cut up and bleeding in every place I could think of.
I looked down to my stomach, a large piece of the windshield was shoved into my abdomen. I slowly brought my hand to the wound, it stinging as I made contact with it. I was bleeding out, and by now my consciousness was fading along with my life.
I knew that if I passed out that it would be the end of my life, so I desperately tried to stay awake.
"Mommy!" I tried again.
Eventually I had given up, letting my body just hang there. My eyes focused on the blood on the dashboard from where my head had hit, my body slightly swaying as I hung there.
"You are my sunshine." I sang.
"My only sunshine. You make me happy, when sky's are grey."
I paused for a second, catching my breathe; which I knew I was using up every time I spoke.
"You'll never know dear, how much I love you." I continued, a tear falling down my cheek as I squeezed my eyes shut.
"So please don't take, my sunshine away."
Black.
"Mmm" I groaned, turning over in what I thought to be my bed.
I pulled the covers up, snuggling into them more than I already was. Cool air raised hairs on the arm and leg that were above the covers.
Ever since I was a child I'd always have to have at least one leg out of the cover, because if not I'd get too hot or too cold. Only me?
I paused for a moment, a whiff of food filling the room. I opened my eyes, faced to the back of a white couch.
I sat up fast, my hair tangled and sticking up everywhere. I smelt of alcohol and throw up, making myself gag. It was almost as bad as the head splitting head ache I was currently sporting.
I looked around, finding myself in an unfamiliar white living room. My dress from last night was missing and I was dressed in a large, black t-shirt.
And now the question was, 'where the hell am I?'
I panicked, worst possible scenarios of where I was running through my head.
I slowly got up, the wood floor creaking as my bare feet stood on it. I followed the smell, making my way into a kitchen/living room thing.
