When Will it End? (Discontinued)

Chapter 7

Hey, I want to do something a little different today. The reason is that all this week was cooking and cleaning. There wasn't much that happened, just the normal torment that I get. This time I want to just write some pieces of my story that haven't been told before, also known as the past. When I was little, maybe five or six, I had my loving parents and older brother. We did a lot of things together and I remember having so much fun. Then that awful day arrived, it started like any other day with my brother not wanting to get out of bed, my mom making pancakes, and my dad getting me out of bed. As we walked down stairs I just wanted to eat and go back to bed, it was Saturday, or family outing day. It was always so much fun to go out as a family, but today was different, I could feel it, so I begged for us to stay home and watch movies. My parents said we would do that after our family time, but I begged even more saying things like 'it's to cold to go out' or 'we can have family time watching movies', but we were going out much to my dismay. We got in that dreaded car and headed to town, my brother asleep per usual, my dad driving, my mom changing the radio station, and me have a horrible feeling about it all. As we got closer to town is when I wanted to start crying, so I did, this woke up my brother, made my mom turn off the radio to give me her attention, and dad who was looking back at me. That's when I saw a car coming straight for us, I started to scream, and then everything goes black. I don't remember much after that, I have been told that I was awake when I was found. I remember waking up at a hospital with all sorts of wires attached to me. I started to scream and struggled against the wires. I was looking around for anyone apart of my family, much to my dismay everything turned black again. This time when I woke up I knew what had happened, I knew that everyone that I loved and cared about was dead. I was the only to survive the accident, out of both cars. The story goes that the authorities found me in the ditch with everyone around me, it looked like I had dragged everyone, including the people in the other car, to safety. In reality the only reason I could was because besides me my brother was still alive at the time, but unconscious. After the healing process was done I found out that they rushed my brother to surgery, but he had lost too much blood, and he died on the table. Both my parents died as soon as we hit the other car. Finally, the other two from the other car, one died with my parents and the other died when I moved them to safety, which wasn't that safe I guess. So, what do you think? I know tragic, I haven't really talked all that much about it before and I feels really good to let it out. Anyway I have to go, the other pack is almost here! I'll let you know how that goes after it all happens. Bye, thank you for listening to me.