Will you catch me when I fall? (Shawn mendes)

Chapter 5: flashback

"Come on kids, time to go!" My mom yelled into the house, my 14 year old brother, Kaden, had my baby sister Annabelle in her carrier, and I grabbed my teddy.

We all piled into the mini van, while my dad loaded the luggage into the trunk.

"Whos ready for Florida?!" The whole care squealed with excitement.

After a little bit, we crossed the Canadian/American boarder, and we're now driving on the interstate.

"Are we there yet?" Kaden whined. My mom laughed.

"Not yet, we will in a little bit" he lied, we had about a day left of travel.

As the hours passed, we played card games, told jokes, and slept. Everything seemed right with the world.

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"Hey kids, wake up, it's time for a potty bre-" her works were cut off by the truck. The truck that crushed the car. And everything in it.

My head pounded, and I opened my eyes, only to regret it immediately after. I saw blood. And crushed bodies. And my own arm flattened by debris.

I heard the sirens soon after, but I couldn't keep my eyes open to see what happened after.

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"Doctor, she's awake." I heard. I also heard the sound of beeping machines, keeping my fragile body alive.

"Mommy? sissy? bubby? daddy?" I said, losing hope after every sympathetic stare I got from nurses and doctors. I was in the ICU, and I later learned, that three fifths of my family, was with the man upstairs.

Here I was, a 8 year old girl, laying on a hospital bed, with an amputated left arm, a shattered family, and a dad with a brain so messed up, that even the devil wold have feared him.