'Are you okay?' 'Not even close.' The only problem was no-one ever asked. ================== My name is Emily Frost. I'm seventeen years old. With my father's death by cancer five years ago and my mothers head on collision last May I now have no parents and am forced to live alone with my once step-father. It's now December 27th 2015 and I'm barely breathing. *** Younger Readers Advised This Contains Abuse and Other Violence Related Scenarios. This is my first completed story so sorry if it sucks. I wrote it when I was 13 my writing is becoming more advanced as time progresses. Also understand that it is a rough draft. All rights reserved. If defendant is accused of copyright with evidence they shall be punished by the court of law.All Rights Reserved