it all kinda started the night after the finals for the X-factor. Me, my mom and dad were on are way to a fancy restaurant to celebrate for getting 3rd on the show, when suddenly, it happened...the car went in circles on the road, and everything around me seemed to have gone... Black. we had been hit by the car coming the other way. The next morning, I woke up in the hospital to be told that my parents didn't make it. Apparently I've been depressed for weeks, well that's what everyone around me have been telling me. During though's weeks, I spent most of it locked up in my room. the only time I would come out is to get some food or use the bathroom. The lads would always try to get me out of the house or go outside, but I always found a way to get out of it. lets face it, i have nothing left on what you so call a family, other than Harry, Niall, Louis and Zayn but I'm talking blood related... yesterday (this is present time so they have midnight memories out) I was cleaning my desk and came across some papers from the hospital, Forgetting I had them. as I read one of the pages, it said Something that I Wasn't expecting at all. it says that I have a sister .. But the thing is, She kinda lives in a foster home in Canada Ontario...
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