BROKEN INSIDE

|CHAPTER ONE|

One second. One second is what it takes for someone's life to be destroyed. A mere second can change someone's life either for the better or for the worse. It takes only that second to take and crush everything good in someone's life.  At least that's what happened in my case. It took one second for the engines to shut down, another one for the plane to crash. My beloved ones were on that plane. Sometimes I find my self wondering, did they suffer? Does someone suffer when their lungs fill with water? I miss them every day and I doubt I will ever stop. I just wish I could have said goodbye, tell them how much I loved them, to hear them say it back. But unfortunately, that can never happen. 

I was in the library sitting on a velvet chair near the bookshelves my only source of light the lamb on the coffee table beside me, illuminating its light on the book that I was previously reading. I picked up the book again deciding that I should stop thinking of the countless possibilities.  My mind was still racing with thoughts when a ring started, it was the alarm clock on my phone telling me I should get ready for school. I closed the book on my hands and put it back on the table. As I went further down the hallway I passed my parents room. I wanted to open it and get inside just sit there for the rest of the day. But instead, I went to my room opened my closest and settled on a pair of baggy jeans and a grey sweater and my white sneakers. I pull out my round glasses and get my contacts of putting them back on their case. I pick up my bag and head out the door down the stairs and after I am sure I have locked everything I lock my door and call for the elevator. As I pass the reception I wave at the staff working the morning shift. As usual, Will has already called my cab.

" Thanks Will, see you later. " I said at Will.

" Be careful Kathrine see you later. " He said as he closed my door. 

I had a good relationship with the staff, they were all so kind and exceptional people, I knew everyone in the building, and ever since the accident they all took care of me. As I was thinking the voice of the cabbie brought me out of my trance.

" Where too? " He asked in a grumpy voice.

" Midwood High School, please. " I said in a kind voice.

The cabbie nodded and focused back on driving. The drive was short even with the busy streets of new york. I arrived at the school and no one was there yet and I wasn't surprised I was usually the first one there. So I went inside and to my locker and since it was so early I decided I would rearrange my locker. My day was boring nothing special I was as always ignored and I liked that. I liked being invisible, unnoticed. People didn't bother me and I didn't bother them. That's how things worked and I was intending to keep it that way.