Hi my name's Tristan and I am driving home from school with my twin sister Henri and my brother Ethan, like usual. When all of a sudden, as we go through the traffic lights, a car runs a red light and slams into us. I black out temporarily, but when i wake up i notice how badly both cars are damaged. The side of the car that Henri is on is crushed almost completely and the other cars bonnet is completely crumpeled. I look over to see who is in the other car and i gasp nooticing that it is Aaron, Rory, Damien and their parents in the car. I look over to make sure Ethan and Henri are ok and I notice Ethan seems fine but Henri is unconscious and unmoving. I reach over to shake her gently but Ethan stops me and indicates that we should go see if everyone in the other car is ok. He opens the door closest to him and helps me out of it. I regret it as soon as I step out of the car. When my foot touched the ground I almost swore in pain, something wasn't right with it, but I still tryed to play it like it didn't hurt at all. As we got to the other car i noticed Aaron shaking a lifeless Damien and Rory crying silently next to him. I open the door closest to Aaron and help him out and then i help him carry Damien out and then Rory. I hear sirens blaring and see the ambulance coming to help us. I stand up on my bad foot, forgetting that i hurt it and i swore loudly. "Tristan?? You ok??" Ethan asks, clutching his collarbone. "Yeah, sprained foot or something, you ok??" I ask, wincing a little. "No, I think, I think my collarbone's broken," Ethan says, squeezing his eyes shut in pain. As the ambulance gets to us, my foot suddenly gives out and I collapse to the ground. The paramedic runs over to me and carryies me into the ambulance, with Ethan following us the whole time.
I scream as they pronounce my mother and father dead, and try to run out to see them one last time. It takes three paramedics to hold me back and another to keep me sitting down. "Let me go!!!!" I yell angrily. "Tristan! Tristan,its ok!!!" Ethan yells, running to me. "No!!! Let me see them!!!" I yell angrily, tears running down my face. "Tristan, you can't!!!!!" Ethan yells, tears running down his face. "Let me go!!!" I yell, sobbing. "Tristan, you need to rest, you've sustained a bad injury, don't stress too much," one of the paramedics say gently. I put head on my knees and sob sadly. "I could've lost my sister too," I sob. "No, you haven't, she's ok," says the paramedic.