The Girl Who Cried Wolf //Luke Hemmings

Mom and dad were fighting again.

Right now we are on our way home from a family party at my aunts place. And of course my dad got drunk. That's nothing new. My mom, Becky, hates it when dad drinks. That's probably why they are always fighting.

It's just starting to rain and the yelling is getting louder. I put my headphones in and start listening to my favorite band, All Time Low. I close my eyes and wait till I can just get out of this car that I feel so trapped in right now.

The rain started kicking up and through my closed eyes, I saw a flash which I assumed was lightening. I didn't think much of it. It's been raining a lot here in Sydney for these past few days.

I felt the car hit a bump and at that moment I opened my eyes to the car spinning out of control. I didn't know what else todo besides scream.

I was going to die. Is all I thought.

There's no way out.

I am going to die.