Life

The begining

Suddenly I feel the jolts and shaking, it all happens so fast. I continue to hear the screams of my sister and mother, knowing there is nothing I can do to save them...

Wednesday 22nd July 2016,
Dear Diary,
               A year. It's been a year! I still can't stop thinking about the accident I don't leave my house other than to go to school and counselling, I haven't gotten in a car and I don't sleep. I miss Mum and Liz but most of all I miss my family, my friends, my future, my hopes. I planned to travel you know, Liz wanted to be a doctor and Mum was in hear dream job as a teacher. We were so happy. Why did they have to go? Why did they leave me? Why was I the only one to survive?
              I don't want to sound ungrateful for my second chance, I should be out living and moving on, but this wasn't just anyone. I should have died not them, Liz was only 6. Have you ever been to a child's funeral? It's heart breaking, but she was my sister. I prayed for a while you know. I prayed and prayed; But nothing came of it. she was in a coma for 5 months! After she passed I stopped going to church, she was a great believer, she sand in the church choir and mum was part of the social group, if anyone one deserved to be saved it was them. If He couldn't even be bothered to save them, why should I do anything for Him!