Broken Hearted Girl

"Why"? I asked myself. I began to retrace my words. What am I talking about, I asked myself in a  confused voice. Then out of nowhere it came back to mind. I am moving. Yes that's right I said moving. Far far away from England. I am moving to America. I don't know why I'm so sad when my dream is about to come true. For a seventeen year old girl moving from England to America is a big move, but it's not that, it's just it does'nt feel quite right. I have never been popular, well I have one best friend and he is amazing and I don't know where I would be without him. His name is Luke. I did attempt to ask him if he wanted to come with me but his mum and dad are far too strict. I have always been bullied in high school but I have began to learn you have just got to ignore them and just get on with life, otherwise you are not going to get anywhere.

When I was 1 years old my mother, father and 5 year old sister died in a car accident and since then I've had a broken heart. After that I was left with my Grandad, who has just died at 100 years old, which is why I am moving to America. Everyday I go to visit my Mother, father and sister at a near by Grave Yard and pray that some day I can see them again or even visit them up in heaven. I would do anything to see them again, even kill myself, I love them that bad. Sometimes I wish that I can just be a ordinary girl and have a family like every other person that goes to my school, maybe even just a mum or just a dad or just a sister to take care of me. Almost everyone makes fun of me at school because I don't have a family, but I learn to just ignore them. I don't cry a lot and if I hurt myself I try to keep it to myself and I don't cry to make it obvious. I can take pain but what I can't  take is people being mean when they don't have to, it just doesn't make sense. I am going to live with my 94 year old Grandma now and she's the only one I have left, I have only seen her a few times but she seems pretty nice.I have always wanted to get a dog but I have never had the money.

All of a sudden I screamed myself awake. It must of been a nightmare. I began to remember what it was about. It was about the accident. The accident that left me broken hearted. The accident that changed my life. I remember when I found out about it all. My grandad told every little detail about it. Exactly what happened that day. The day that changed my life completely..

Mum went to drop my sister of at school and my mum offered my dad a lift to work. They were all running late so mum said that she was going to to take the short cut today as it's a lot easier, and so she did. But it wasn't much of a short cut as it led to the death of three instant young people. My mum was a lovely kind person. She was always helping others. She was always smiling. Well they all were. My mum was perfect. She was beautiful. She had long brown wavy hair that was as soft and shiny as ever, it was worth more than gold. They loved me loads, the same as I loved them. It was a cold  snowy day. There were big blizzards that caused lots of trouble. The car slid on the icy road and went directly into my mum and dad's car and smashed it right of the edge of the cliff! Then a few days later they were all dead well apart from the people that slid into our car. What happened their car managed not to fall down because of the strength of our car. They did apologise and they still give me money quite often.

When I woke up all I could feel was the warmth that surrounded me and the comfort of my bed. I could hear nothing but cars passing outside. I saw nothing but blackness. I could feel nothing but my hands pressing down against my chest. I reached for my lamp shade right beside me and turned it on. It was brighter than I thought it would be and also a lot earlier than I'd thought it would be. It had just passed 1 0'clock! I decided to go back to sleep for a while, when I woke up I felt wide awake. Today was my big day, it was the day of the big move. I quickly jumped out of my bed. Most of my things were already packed, well there were some thing's I wasn't bringing but apart from that everything was perfect. I got my clothes out that I lay right beside my bed for today. I quickly and quietly got changed. Before I left my room forever I had to say goodbye. I'd been living it for almost 15 years now which is a long time here. I looked around It looked bare and dull. It had nothing in now apart from the stuff I'm leaving behind which I don't need because I can just buy more out in America.