You open your front door and walk outside, the cold air hits your face. You get in your car and turn the ignition.
You pull out of that driveway as fast as you can trying to get away from your screaming and yelling parents. But you didn't realize that a car was coming and it crashed into the side of your new car.
You went flying and bashed your head on the window. If you didn't have a seatbelt on it could have been much worse.
"Are you okay?" You couldn't respond you were too hurt and woozy. You heard all the glass shatter once again when the person tried to open the door.
A random girl picked you up and brought you to the sidewalk. You were still holding the side of your head.
"Stay here. I need to get my brother out." She ran across the street. You tried to turn your head but only saw a little bit of fire.
It's not a surprise that your parents haven't come out side yet probably not caring what's going on. They still wouldn't care if you were in the car crash.
You could kind of see the girl pull the boy out of the burning car. That's when you passed out.
You woke up to loud beeps coming from a machine. You turned your head but pain shot through it.
"Are you awake?" You could hear a woman's voice softly say. You opened your eyes only to met with a girls eyes.
"Huh?" You couldn't make out about words.
"Well, I'm Cam and you are not severely injured. So, that's all I have to say."
"Okay." You looked over to the bed on the other side of the room and it looked like the boy was in worse condition then you.
"W-hos t-that?" You tried to say.
"That's my brother Ethan. He was in the burning car...... he's not doing to good."
