Pitiful Eyes

If you were in a car accident, would you survive, or would you live...?
No one knows, but God.
December 20. I was about to turn 13, but while going to the Skating Rink to celebrate with friends, I got in a car accident. When I recovered, my memory had been erased. My father and I survived, but it was unfortunate for my mother and little sister. It was too painful for father, and he doesn't want me to remember, so we move to New York to live a new life, and never to come across the path ever again.
3 yeas later...
I'm about to turn 16, when I get a flashback....
The car accident. In the dream, I dreamed of waking up in the car full of blood and seeing my little sister dead next to mother. All this time, my father assured me my happiness, but I always took the advantage of being this happy teenager. I had no idea what he felt, yet alone the pain and misery. My father had been lying to me, but was I going to forgive him because I was pity of him or myself?