Prologue

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Justin and I are both looking down at our phones... hes probably texting his hook ups for weed. Why does he always have to be in the face of danger. We are driving home from picking up my brother from the police station. Our mom calls him and he doesn't look up but answers with a, "Yea?". She starts to talk to him about the late night incident with the police and why he decided to sneak out. I look at him and of course he instantly rolls his eyes but turns off his phone and rolls down the window. Mom gets mad and starts yelling at him eventually she starts crying saying, "We were such a normal family" and, "we moved to this small town for you both." Of course I'm always a part of the conversation. Justin eventually thinks of the great idea to smart talk our mom and our dad absolutely hates people who do that. He's the one driving. He turns around in his seat and slaps Justin, I look in disbelief. Mom screams... but for a different reason. Dad jerks around and bam, he swerved in the other lane and hit a big rig in the side and jerk right rolling down a hill. Mom jerks forward with a gag, dad the same. I hit moms seat and jerk to the left as we are rolling down a hill. My brother wasn't wearing his seat-belt, I cant really make out anything where he is but I twirl over to his side, my right arm goes out the window and as the car rolls again and the window flies back up hitting me in the armpit. I scream. We eventually stop. Dad is unconscious, mom is pulling me out of the car. My eyes are closed, I can hear ringing and mom telling me to get up. I feel a sharp pain in the right shoulder. Sirens start getting closer. I can see the lights flashing through my eye lids and people rushing through the leaves to us. I hear someone say "Theres someone over there." A bright light hits my eyes and I hear "Wake Up!" I squint and open my eyes slowly.

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