Chapter one

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Chapter one

"Ashleigh, get out of the car." screamed my dad.

"What? DAD!" I screamed back, I had blood dripping from my temple and was pinned down by a sharp piece of metal.

"Dad" I yelled again.

I had no idea what had just happened, one moment we were driving down the motorway, the next I'm upside down and covered in blood and glass. I look around slowly trying to find where I was being pinned down. It turned out to be part of the car's roof, I pushed up hard bending the metal backwards and crawled out, slicing my hands on broken glass in the process.

Bright lights were flashing all around me and I could hear screaming in the background.

"Dad, where are you?" I called out but got no rely in return.

"Dad!" but again no reply.

I searched around frantically trying to find him. The smell of petrol was overwhelming and causing me to go dizzy.

"Dad" I yelled. "Please reply."

"Ugh help." A weak cry could be heard from under my crushed car. I ran over and tried to open the side door. It wouldn't move at all.

"Dad, I can't open the door." I cried "hang on."

I pulled harder on the door but it still wouldn't budge.

"Ash get away from the car." My dad pleaded.

"No dad I can help." I cried, holding my jumper sleeve over my mouth, trying my hardest not to breathe in the black smoke.

"Ashleigh I can smell burning petrol, please run."

I could see his pleading eyes though the broken window, desperate for me to run away. In the corner of my eyes I could see a small fire had that had broke out had gotten bigger.

"I love you dad." I spoke while tears filled my eyes.

"I love you too, don't forget that." Tears filling his eyes as well.

I turned and ran away, screaming for someone to come and help my dad. Everyone was either helping someone else or dead themselves. Suddenly a large explosion came from behind me. I turned around to see my car on fire with my dad screaming inside.

"NO!" I screamed "DAD!"

I tried to run back to him and help but someone had ahold of my arms.

"Dad, please..." I wimpered. I fell to the floor in a crumpled mess, tears mixing with the blood on my face.

"Dad." I wispered before blacking out.

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