Who's Next?

Zoey

Zoey's long, blond, straight hair was perfectly brushed back in a nice braid. Her purple and pink makeup brought out her baby blue, bright eyes. Her dark red lips looked amazing with her oval face. She wore a black and blue plaided skirt, and a blue blouse that had just the right amount of flowers around the top of it. She wore pink sandals that tied at the top. That was Wednesday, the day she was hit by a car.

It was after dinner, around six forty-five, she went walking to Haley's house. She crossed the street and Bam! she was hit by a car. Her eyes were open, her legs couldn't move, and her hand was almost grabbing the cell. After about 3 minutes, that felt like 10, she reached it and called 911.

911: This is 911. What's the emergency?

Zoey: I was hit by a car and I can't move my legs, my upper body feels fine, but my lower hurts very bad.

911: We have an officer on the way. Is your head damaged? Does it hurt? Is there any kind of pain at all by the head or neck.

Zoey: None at all.

Luckily, the police department was about 8 blocks down Red Ville Street. So, Zoey was already hearing the police cars, and the ambulance.

The cars stopped close to her, got out and did their medical things. The phone call was hung up. They brought her onto a stretcher, and pushed her into the back.

There were so many doctors surrounding her, putting stuff on her head, arms,feet, neck and back. One doctor, name tag, Dr. Hude was putting something on Zoey's back. It looked like an ice cube, felt like an ice cube but it wasn't. Zoey knew. It wasn't an ice cube.

The doctors were saying things like "-S Double N, Twice PA, No F, Six OJS." she was so confused. It got slient for about 5 or 6 seconds, before more doctors started yelling "Triple H, M double twice N, WQRE seven, T+" again, Zoey was confused.

Her friends were at a party, but Haley, and Zoey didn't want to go. That's why Zoey, was heading there. Zoey knew they wouldn't answer their cell phones because it was too loud. The only one that knew was Haley, she would think her mom would of called Haley.

By the time Zoey arrived at the hospital, she could almost walk, and didn't feel so numb, yet her neck hurt like crazy.

When she got into her room, she found her mom and Haley, sitting by the door waiting for Zoey. The doctors asked Zoey and her mom a load of questions. They answered.

"Well, we don't see any need to keep her over night, she seems fine." The doctor said looking back between Zoey and her mom. She could tell Haley felt like she wasn't there. "Just keep ice packs on her neck, if it hurts" recommended the doctor, as he was putting an ice pace on her neck.

Zoey got up, slowly and left with her mom and Haley. She went back home, and went to bed right away. Zoey's mom dropped off Haley at her house.

The next morning, Zoey was perfectly fine. That was a few months back.

Zoey never chooses a favorite. She doesn't chose over wanting her mom to have a sister or a brother (since she's an only child), she doesn't chose red or blue, pickle or lemon, chips or sandwhich. She never has. She loves everything equally.

Zoey's dad well, he's in jail, or dead, she doesn't know. Zoey's mom, Lindsay, was 27 years old. She was drunk, walking down an alley and a few dudes, took her home. She never knew what happened to her that night, until a few months later, she learned she was pregant, and raped. Zoey. Zoey's mom never saw any of those dudes again. Now, Zoey's 16, she just learned the turth about her dad two years ago.

Zoey is an awesome help around the house. She does the dishes, cleans her room, makes my bed, dusts. That's why Zoey's mom lets her be so free. She can trust her with anything. Lindsay is very lucky to have a daughter like that.

She loves listening to music while she cleans the entire house, expect the bathroom, Zoey claims she will never clean that.

They live in a two bedroom house, in Minnesota. They lived in that house all Zoey's life. Her friend, Haley lives close by too.

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That's Zoey! Hope you liked her. Keep reading, comment more. I want to get to the good stuff in this book!!!!! :) sorry about raped, It may make you uncomfortable. I will try to use better words, but I'm really sorry if anything else in this makes you uncomfortable....