Talk:Partners & Parachutes/@comment-172.11.210.164-20130302173236

Grr!!!!!! It cut me the fridge off again!!!! Okay, let's try this again. (Lol my iPod hates me) Here's the story:

Chapter 1 I was a loner. I was always hiding in my room. It was March. I was in the passenger seat of a ford going to our local hospital. My grandma was taking me to see my newborn brother. Well, he wasn't born yet. Anyway, we drove by a semi. It crashed into a Mercedes and the mercedes crashed into our car, sending me toward the window. I banged my head. "Ouch!" I cried as the car spun. I felt pain, my heart beating slow. Everything was in slow motion as I closed my eyes. I heard noises and voices from an ambulance. "Can you hear me! Holly! Holly!" The paramedics took me as I has in and out of consciousness. My head was throbbing. Later, I was in a hospital, but not in a bed. I was in my mom's room. She was pushing as a midwife yelled. "Congrats Mrs. Ashton! You have a son!" I clapped and cheered for my mom and brother. They didn't notice. I heard the door open. It was a police officer. His name tag said, "Officer Bryson" I laughed. He said," Mrs. Ashton-" he was cut off by my mom,"Please call me Sara." He stared. "Okay…Sara. Your mother is Angela Terrence?" She stared now. "Yes…why?" He looked sad. "She and your daughter Hollyster were in a car crash. Your mom has many broken bones." My mom cried. "W-What about Hollyster?" He looked very sad. "She has passed." I felt like I was going to throw up. "What do you mean I passed?" They didn't answer. My mom cried harder. "What's happening?" I asked Officer Bryson. Again, no answer. I looked down in silence.