Stella
A WEEK AGO
I stare at the blood on my hands while trying to process what just happened. My parents are dead. Yet I'm alive. How?
The Police and ambulance Sirens in the distance caused my brain to go numb. How am I not dead? Why am I always the unlucky one? Why couldn't I have died instead?
"Mom, Dad," I say quietly while desperately trying to make sure they're alive. I unfortunately can't reach them to make sure they're alive because I'm trapped in the back seat of the car. I try to pull myself out of the car but I can't. I try moving but I'm stuck.
We just had an accident. I cannot explain how it happened but all I do remember is a car hitting us from behind. My dad lost control of the car and everything from there is just blank.
