( I decided to make this chapter about Clara's accident and the after effects )

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Seven years ago: The Accident.

"Come on Clara we have to get going of we are going to beat the traffic." my mom called from downstairs.

"I'll be right down." I called from my room.

It's was Christmas break and we are finally going in a family vacation. me being an only child made it easier to travel. I would love to have a little brother or sister but my mom doesn't want anymore kids. typical parents.

We we going to the mountain house for a week. my dad got the house after his grandfather died 15 years ago. I never met my great grandfather.

"Clara let's go."

"Mom, I'm ready." I said pulling my luggage bag behind me.

"Put it in the trunk please."

Once I out my luggage in the car I got into the back seat.

"Okay whose ready?" My dad said putting on his seat belt.

"All of us sweetheart." my mom said.

The air was cold and crisp, like it always was.

Jess was visiting her grandparents for the break since her parents wouldn't let her come with me.

We have been friends since birth. she has always been there for me through everything, pre-k, all the homework and even when my pet hamster died. she's like the sister I never had.

My dad gave me a funny look mentally telling me to "ask her."

I knew exactly what we was talking about, I nodded in response.

"Mom, I have a question."

"What is it honey?"

"Where do babies come from?"

The subject always made my mom uncomfortable, I asked her just to see her reaction. he face flushed and she struggled to find an answer even though I already knew what it was.

"W-well uh honey when two people... you know what they come from California."

My dad and I bursted so to laughter and my mom looked confused.

"What's so funny?"

"Mom I always know the answer. I just wanted to see your reaction."

I couldnt stop my laughter. after a few minutes we were complete on mountain road. there were so many twists and turns, it wasn't funny.

"We are going to stop for gas okay." my dad said.

We pulled off to gas station and instantly the smell of gas entered my nostrils.

While my dad was pumping had my mom and I decides to use the restroom.

When we came back outside my dad was just getting in the car. Snow was lightly falling.

Before I knew it we were in the road again.

My dad turned up the music and I instantly remembered the song.

"Where'd ya come from where'd ya go where'd ya come from cotton eyed joe." my dad sang out loud in his best and worst hillbilly voice.

"You're so embarrassing." I practically yelled over the music and laughed.

My dad turned down the music and laughed.

"Mom what wrong with that car?"

My mom looked to my dad worriedly and he took her hand and entwined his fingers with hers.

The in the other lane kept swerving until I saw it swerve in our direction. the car hit our car head on, a loud shriek ripped through me and then nothing.

I opened my eyes and it took then a minutes to adjust.

I hissed at the pain in my back.

"M-mom? Dad?"

They didn't respond and when I looked they were both unconscious.

The smell of smoke entered my nostrils and tears started running down my cheeks, I was terrified.

I heard sirens in the distance. there was a hot sensation on my shoulder, the heat kept rising.

the fire the smoke it was all to much, I could hear the firefighters getting for help to free me from the car.

I kept crying for them to help me, and I was crying due to the fact that my shoulder was being burned.

I saw the ambulance and started screaming louder for Help.

Moments later I felt my self being being grabbed out of the backseat.

Paramedics were above me either medical lights looking at my eyes.

"Sweetie are you okay?"

"H-help."

"We are don't worry. we need a stretcher!" one of the paramedics yelled.

"Where's my mom and dad?" ! tries looking around for them.

"Please don't move. we are helping them."

When I was laid in the stretcher then hauled it into the ambulance and I couldn't find my parents anywhere. the last thing I remember before blacking out was the paramedics walking near the remains of the crumpled car with a large white sheet.

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I opened my eyes and my vision was blurry but clears after a few seconds.

the bright lights of the hospital blinded me.

I heard the beeps of the heart monitor.

I saw an IV in my right arm and a breathing tube down my throat.

"Well looks who's awake. my stars. I thought you would never wake up. listen sweetie don't try and talk due to the breathing tube."

She out on white latex gloves and once the breathing tube was out my mouth and throat was begging for water.

The nurse put me in a sitting position and helped me sip on some water.

"Okay sweetie, I have to ask you some questions okay?

I nodded.

"Do you remember your name?"

"C-Clara Marie Daniels." My voice was groggy.

She nodded and smiled.

"Good. do you remember how old you are?"

"Uh 13... no no 14, I'm 14 years old."

"Good good. last one, do you remember what happened?"

I thought for a moment and nodded.

"T-there was a c-car and it was swerving."

"Okay, tell me more. what else do you remember?"

"My mom, dad and I were on our way to the mountains. there was a car swerving, but it suppose to be on the other side of the road not our side. I saw the car hit us, then I got burned on my shoulder. my mom and dad are they okay? where are they? can I see them?"

Her smile faded and she placed her hand on top of mine.

"Sweet pea, I'm so so sorry but they're gone."

"What?" I asked my eyes started to fill with tears.

"What do you mean they're gone where did they go?"

"Honey, I hate to be the one to tell you this but, they-they died. I'm so so sorry sweetie."

"When?"

"The night of the accident, a month ago."

"I-I missed their funeral."

"All that matters is your alive. I'll be back to check on you later.

My parents are dead. no this can't be it has to be a dream, they he dead.

Hot tears poured down my face.

My parents were always there to support me and aid me through every sickness. when my mom was sick I would hold her hand and refuse to let of until she was better.

through everything I was there for my parents and they were there for me and now they're gone.

Suddenly the door opened and Jess embraces me in a hug which made me his as in pain.

"Sorry, they wouldn't let is see you until you woke up."

"Jess my parents are gone."

"We know. we were at their funeral. I'm so sorry Clara."

"Where am I going to go? I have no where to live."

"Actually your parents put in the will that if something happened to then that you would live with us."

"Really?" I said happily.

"Yep."

Then Jess' mom Rebecca walked in.

"Hello sweetie. I'm so sorry. listen visiting hours are over but we will be back. in a couple days you get to leave"

Once I was alone ago again, the only sound coming from the beeping of the machines.

They're really gone. my parents are dead. the knew who helped me with every sickness, Injury and they were the ones who wiped my tears away and made everything better.

2 weeks later I'm living with Jess and her mom. they were the only ones I had left.

I curled up in the bed in the guest room with the lights off.

"Dinners ready." Jess said.

"I'm not hungry." I said weakly.

"Clara you've been in the room for weeks. you've hardly ate and you're even more depressed than last week.

Before I knew it I was graduating high school and the pain of losing my parents still haunted Me.

Jess and I were home alone while her mom went to the supermarket.

I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth, but I couldn't find the strength.

Instead I looked behind the mirror and found a prescription bottle with about 20 or so white pills.

I had a bottle of water with me and I knew there was one thing left to do.

When I opened the bottled I downed a couple Of them with water.

Pill after pill the bottle as finally empty and dizzy overcame me.

I went to take a step forward and fell to the ground hitting my head on the tile floor in the process.

My vision began to blur and that's when I saw Jess screaming.

her lips were moving but I couldn't seem to figure out what she as saying. It looked like she was crying and trying to say something

My eyes started to fall heavy but Jess didn't something and before I knew it my head was in the toilet bowl vomiting up the pills.

"What the hell were you thinking?" Jess cried.

Tears clung to my lashes as I leaned back against the wall.

I flushed the toilet and immediately started sobbing.

"I wanted to go away. I wanted to stop the pain and make it go away."

"Clara, listen to me. no matter how hard you try it will never go away, but it will get better."

"I want to forget." I cried info my palms.

"Listen collage is starting in the fall and everything is going to get better."

"Can we keep this a secret? please."

"Sure. You need to rest."

Once I was in my bed I realized that I haven't even been to my parents grave and said my goodbyes. but I can't, it's too hard to even think about it.

Everyone told me that it was a closed casket due to the horrendous injuries. but I I'll go someday.

I didn't realize I was sleeping until Jess was waking me up for dinner.

"Come on, time to eat."

I got up and threw my hair into a messy bun and walking downstairs.

"Well look whose awake." mrs. Rebecca said.

"Sorry, I was just really tired."

"It's fine. grab a plate."

"So are you girls ready to start collage? I'm so happy you two are attending the same one."

"I am but I don't know about jess."

"Hell yeah I'm ready."

I giggled as jess' mom have her a disapproving look.

"Sorry mom. heck yeah I'm ready."

After the dishes were washed I went shower and change.

The events that happened earlier are already in the past and I'm starting over. I'm not letting this drag me down.