Prologue

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"Ms. Wilson, I am Dr. Smith, I am sorry. We did everything we can but the head trauma and massive blood loss took away your parents’ life.”

No! They are gone. They left me…us. How can I go through with this? I am not prepared. Dad told me about being prepared in everything, I did. But he didn’t taught me how to prepare for this. He was supposed to teach me how to drive tomorrow and Mom said we would cook my favorite food for dinner tonight after we got home from my graduation. Now, who will teach me how to drive? Ken? Huh, after hearing the doctor, he went out. Who will cook for me? Katherine? She can’t surpass mom. And me? What am I going to do now? Tears are streaming down my face and I cannot help it though I have to be brave for myself and for my siblings.

I look like a mess. My brother Ken is somewhere in the hospital, and Kate, is just quiet, probably waiting. This is my fault. If I did not told them that they were already late, but the truth they were really not, they would not rush to the venue and the accident would not happen.

This is my fault.

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