my moms boyfriend MxB

1. Car crash

I lived with my mom and dad in our our cute colonial house. Our house had three bedrooms and three bathrooms. It was good we had three bedrooms because my mom was pregnant again. She did not want to know what gender it was so the babies bedroom was light blue. My parents were very excited for their second baby. My name is Benjamin Walters. My mom is Mary and my dad is Travis. We have lived in the same house since i was born. We love it here in this town where my dad's family lives.

I was 10 years old. My dad and I were driving to the store. Since My mom was pregnant so she was craving pickles. We went to Walmart and I asked my dad if I could have skittles and he agreed.

He picked me up on his back and laughed as we walked out of the store.  He buckled me up in the back seat and started driving the two miles back home. Unfortunately we never got there. After my dad started driving there was a car going slow on the other side of the street and a big F150 was behind it. The F150 truck did not notice our car so it went into our lane right as we were about to be beside the slow car and crashed in to our car.

I woke up in the hospital. I saw a nurse and asked what happened, or st least I tried to, I couldn't talk. The nurse saw I was awake and said she would go get the doctor.

A few minutes later the doctor came in and introduced herself. She told me that six ribs were broken, I had been passed out for a week now, I had a broken arm and two broken legs.

I tried to ask about my dad but still could not talk. So the doctor handed me a paper and pencil. I wrote down asking 'what happened to my dad?'

She looked down and said my mom would be in to talk to me soon. She left and I fell back asleep.

Soon my mom came in and told me what happened about the car drifting into our lane and hitting our car. My dad was in a come for a few days but then passed away. I started crying which hurt my ribs very badly.

My mom started crying too as she rubbed my head. She told me how happy she was that I  was alright. I felt like it was my fault because if we didn't have to go back for the skittles we would have been past that slow car.

I went home and it was a good thing it was sunmer because I couldn't get out of bed without help for almost two months which meant my uncle had to come because my mom was too pregnant to help me.

I finally healed about the time my mom had the baby it was a little girl. I was going to be a big brother. I was so  happy. My mom named her Traycee to be close to my father's name.