Chapter Two

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A/n: Thank you so much for 8 views I'm so happy. So as we go down the rabbit hole that is my life I am going to try to remember everything it's been 6 years now so some of this got blocked out I guess.

It was a sunny Tuesday afternoon my dad just got paid and my sister Sarah had dialysis. I wanted to go spend my allowance as always but we went to go take my dad food. We went to where he was but I wanted to call my sister, my mom told me no anyways. After that we went home, on the answering machine was a call from her boyfriend saying I'm sorry (yeah right! He did it on purpose I know he killed her because he hated her and he was one the worst things to happen to her in some ways ) my mom wouldn't tell me what had happened but I knew as soon as she wouldn't tell me something was wrong with my sister. My mom called my dads boss and told him to send my dad home. I was outside my dad had peeled up the driveway in the truck he was driving. He got out of the truck(I swear I'll never forget the look on his face or the tone of the way he said it) I said Sarah's dead, he said Noo! Then my aunt came up(🙄 long story) I was so confused. I remember asking my dad what to do he said we are going to get Jack (my nephew) so then the cops came up to take my mom and dad to claim her. I stayed home with my aunt I was so messed up, my aunt tried to get me to eat but I just stared into space. They came back a while later I dont remember much after that. I do remember that I made the poster boards and a picture book for her. Then the funeral (some of this is a blur, they had decided not to have an open casket) so it all went by so fast i cant remember most of it but I remember that my little girl by Tim McGraw and p!nk was playing. I know that I am probably forgetting some of this. I was a pallbearer for my sisters funeral. So there was that. There were some fun things my dad took my nephew and I to that whole summer. We went to the drags (cars) and we got see monster jam trucks.

Maybe it was for a reason. Then Thanksgiving of 2013 my grandma died I dont remember much after that.( this is September 9-19 of 2014)

Then we got another call that had spun us out of control about a year later. My dad was working on a car (He was a mechanic so he knew what he was doing) he had the car on jack stands and he usually blocked it so it wouldn't fall. He called the house and I answered and said hi dad, hey can i talk to mom yea here i love you. Mom told my nephew and I she had go to where he was because a car had fallen on him and he needed to go to the hospital.(he somehow got up from under the car and sat in an office chair) I skipped so much school because he was in the hospital, he was more important anyway. I actually didnt go to Disney world because he was so important, if I remember correctly he wanted me to go I told him No dad you are way more important. Those days I wish I could have spent more time with him. He was doing good but then they found a blood clot (because he broke his ribs) in his leg so they moved him back down to the ICU he was good for 4 days then the dreaded call. ( so I'm gonna get side tracked here the first time i saw him after he was all hooked up to the machines I started crying to see such a strong man such a loving man hooked up to all those damn things I lost it)

 ( so I'm gonna get side tracked here the first time i saw him after he was all hooked up to the machines I started crying to see such a strong man such a loving man hooked up to all those damn things I lost it)

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(This is one of the last pictures of my dad and I, holding his hand about 11 days before)

My nephew and I were home sick mom got the call the hospital told her to get down there asap. (In the meantime my other aunt called and asked where my mom was I said I dont know then she said oh it doesn't matter your dad is probably dead anyway.. yea I was 15 and this dummy said this to me. Who a year earlier was nice now she was just a strait up jerk) she called my aunt to get us.She took us to Walmart, Mom called her and then nobody would tell me what happened, why my mom called. We would soon find out why everyone was keeping it a secret.

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