VERY SHORT PROLOGUE:
Every time I close my eyes, I see it. I see the crash.
I hear it too. The engines accelerating. The sound of metal hitting metal.
I also feel it. The jolt of shock that courses through my body.
Then it's over.
I see it over and over and over again.
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A Terrible Coincidence
Teen FictionPreviously. An anti-social teenage girl. A smartass, moody teenage boy. Now. Well... you'll see. All Because of A Terrible Coincidence. (If you're confused by this description! Small explanation inside.)
