How I Met Parker
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Last published Thu, Mar 23, 2017
"Camille, look out!" Cassie shrieked.
I barely had time to hit on the brakes and hug my sister tightly as the car collided with a trailer truck. I crouched down, my hands on my head, my eyes shut. A short scream escaped my lips. Then came silence. My head was pounding so hard, I almost lost consciousness. With tears on my eyes, I look over to my sister.
Blood was all over her body. I screamed for her to answer me and tell me she was fine but there she was, lying unconscious at the backseat of the car.
"Cassie! Wake up! Please Cassie! Don't leave me! Please! You can't leave me!"
I jolt awake. Sweat beads were forming in my head as I panted for air. The memory of the car crash came hunting me every single night.
It's been three years.
Three-freaking years.
Three years since the accident happened. Three years since I lost my bestfriend. Three years since I lost my sister.
And three years of the guilt.
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