Good Luck

The Crash

It was just a normal day. Or so I thought. Me and my best friend Lizzy were in the car going to hot topic witch is our favorite place to go. But as we were headed there we got into a fight and we had never got into a fight that bad before. About 15 minutes later Lizzy then reaches over and says she's sorry. I turned around also. I barley got to say anything. All I got to say was "I'm sor-" as I slowly look out her window to an eighteen wheeler come straight towards us. The last thing I remember before the truck hit us was Lizzy looking out her window then look bac
k at me.

Slowly I began to regain consciousness. I had no idea where I was. I was scared and worried. My immediate reaction was "Where's Lizzy?!" Mom then looked at my with tears running down her face like Niagara Falls. I then began to realize that she didn't make it. So I asked to be alone for a while. The doctors and my mom walk out. I than began to have an anxiety attack. I began screaming. I thought people could here me. But then I realized the door was closed and that no one was coming. So I began to scream again. But this time with more pain than I had ever felt. About 10 minutes later my eyes were blood shot red and I could barely breath. I began to close my eyes and fell asleep.

I heard someone calling my name but I couldn't make out who it was. Then I hear "Farah" in a scared, angry voice. I slowly open my eyes to see my dad looking over my bed, down at me. "what are you doing here?" I say not trying to sound rude. He then says in kinda a harsh voice "I heard that mom, Lizzy, and you got into a wreck. So I came to see if your mom was OK." "Did you worry about me?" I said softly. He then laughs and says "Nah I knew you would be fine." my eyes then got really wide. I felt ashamed to be alive, like I should have been the one to be dead. The way he said that to me was just heartbreaking. Mom then walks in gives him a hug and I kiss, and says that she has to fill out some papers so I can come home.
The cuts-

About an hour later mom had finished the paper work for both me and her. I got into my clothes and felt better now in that my butt wasn't sticking half way out. We then get in the car and head home I was so scared that every minute I would look out each window to make sure that nothing was coming our way. I then see a car pull out and say "watch out for that car." Dad then slammed on the brakes and blew the horn. Not even a thank you came from that man. Nothing. An hour later we were home. I approach the door and as son as I open the door my little sister Rumor came up and gave me a huge hug. Mom said to me that diner will be ready in about 20 to 30 minutes. And that I needed to wash up before we ate. Softly I say "ok". And walk to my room and lock the door. Quietly I began to cry but with caution. A soft knock on my door instantly made me stop crying and act like I was fine. Mom then says throw the door "Farah are you joining us for diner?" I said back "No thanks, I'm not hungry."

*TRIGGER WARNING*

Weeks had gone by. And I hadn't left my room once. It was dark and quite. The only time that I may have left my room was when everyone was asleep to go look at the calendar to see when everyone would be gone. I woke up the next morning to both my parents gone. And so was my brother. I went into dad's drawer and found some razors and Ipecac syrup. I then head back too my room with caution. Making sure that no one is pulling into the drive way. Quietly I close the door and lock it and sat on the ground. I pull out the pack of razors from my pocket and began to open it. I pulled out the sharpest one I felt. Then I unscrewed the cap from the Ipecac syrup and sat it next to me. I then got up to make sure I still had some kind of long pants to cover the scars that would soon be there. I found an old pair that still fits and will do just fine. I walk back to where the razors and syrup are and sat down. I pull down my shorts to show my bare thighs. I looked at them for a minute knowing that this would be the last time they would look like this. The razor, witch sat next to me looked very intimidating. I pick it up with tears running down my face and my hands shaking wild. Carefully I put the tip of the razor on to my thigh and then I sliced a long line. Quietly I whimper in pain. It hurts but all my emotional pain is replaced with physical pain. More and more cuts where beginning to show on my thighs. I stop, get up and get the dirty towel from my hamper. I could barely walk due to the pain I was experiencing. Slowly I sit back down a grab the syrup and began to chug it. Three gulps of that felt like fire going down my throat. I couldn't chug anymore the way it tasted and went down my throat, I couldn't do it. Something felt wrong, I felt sick like really, really sick. Quickly, so quickly that I thought I had just defined gravity. I unlock my door and run for the bathroom. As I approached the bathroom I slam the door open and fall towards the toilet. About five minutes later, I get back up and head for my room, with tears running down my face and barely being able to breath. I lock my door and realise that I had just run to the bathroom with no pants on and a blood trail running down the hall and down my legs. Suddenly I stop and start panicking because I knew that my brother would be home soon and I didn't know if I would have enough time to clean up the blood. When suddenly I heard the faint voice of my little sister Rumor say "Farah? A-are you ok?" I stop and started panicking even more. So I said trying to sound like I was fine "YA I'm fine. Why do you ask?" She then said "Because there's blood all down the hallway." She saw. She saw the blood and I thought for sure that I was alone and maybe had some time to clean it. She then said softly "Farah c-can I come in? Please?" I get up with dried blood down my legs . But before I let her in I quickly hide the razors and syrup in my closet on the top shelf. I unlock the door and let her in. She stops to see dried blood all down my legs. She then leans over as I sit on the ground and says "Farah", "ya", "d-did the monsters get you?" I stop to realise that she didn't know what was going on so I say with a bit of a smirk on my face "Y-ya the monsters. They got me." "But why would the monsters get you?" I thought about it for a minute and said with a smirk "I-I may have... Eaten Vic's popsicle" Rumor then gasped like I had shot someone "oooooo I'm tellin." Rumor then sprints down the hall and to the stairs. She reaches the kitchen phone and called Vic. I could hear her talking to Vic and saying "Vic, Vic, Vic" "yes Rumor" "Farah ate your last popsicle." "SHE WHAT!" I quickly took this as an advantage and ran to clean up the blood. I used the dirty towel from my room and used it to clean up the blood in the hallway. I did the catholic cross thing and sayed "Thank you lord for making my dad put in hard wood." (sorry I don't know what it's called. No offense if your catholic). Rumor then comes running back up the stairs saying Vic will be home in 10 minutes. This was perfect. That was just enough time to clean up the blood." Thanks for the notice" I say will a smile. She then runs down stairs to her room and yells back up to me "Farah" "Ya" "Can I invited Charlie over for diner?" "Sure". She then runs back to the phone and calls her. I had just finished cleaning the blood from the hallway but there was still one problem. There was still blood on my legs. So I call down to Rumor "Rumor when is your friend coming over?" "In like.... I don't know maybe five minutes." That was enough time for me to wash the blood off my legs. So I head for the bathroom and start the shower. The warm steam for the shower made me feel safe. Like someone was holding me while I was all wrapped up in a blanket. I step in to feel the warm water hit my legs and run down. I was only in there for two minutes and got out. The steam from the shower was still surrounding me. Making me still feel safe. I open the door and all the steam had left and I didn't feel safe anymore. Rumor called to me and said "Farah is it OK that Ash came over with Charlie?" suddenly I stop and look over the edge clutching my towel. "Hey Farah" Ash called out. "Hey I didn't think you would have come due to the little ones." "YA well I got board and none of my friends were able to hang out so I thought I would come over." I was so confused. Why? Out of all the people he is friends with why would anyone not want to hang out with him?" Oh. Ya th-thats fine. I'm just going to go put on some clothes." quickly I run into my room and close the door. "Where did they go!?" My pants that I needed were gone. They weren't one the floor anymore. I began to panic. I couldn't fine them, I had no idea where to look.