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The Journey No One Knew



                                                       - Megan Eugenie -


               The pain of this memory still lingered in the darkest crevices of my mind. The

               imagination of that night itself seems so grotesque and evil, however it became my
               reality when I was just 17 years old.



               My life seemed so perfect before it turned into a living nightmare on the night of my
               sister’s birthday. My life and the world I thought I knew, died in that very moment.



               It all went by within a blink and everything was in such a blur. One moment the road

               was there, wide open and safe, the next were  lled with loud beeping noises, a loud
               thud and acrid smells. The airbags were deployed, the front windshield was smashed

               in, all the side windows were broken, the car key was jammed in the ignition and I was
               hanging upside down. As I looked around for a minute, I couldn’t help but stare at my

               sister’s bloody body laying across me. She was covered with shattered glass and her
               eyes were wide-opened yet she wasn’t blinking. She was dead.



               I spent two months in the hospital with no one by my side and returned home with an
               empty heart. No matter how hard I tried to accept the reality, I just couldn’t. I see her

               everywhere I go and it still haunts me till this day, knowing that I was the one behind
               the wheel.



               The year that I was supposed to be happiest quickly became the lowest point of my
               life. I dropped out of my last year in high school, I had to go through physical and

               mental therapy every single day, I lost all my friends, tried to cut myself and attempted
               suicide several times. I would often wish that I was the one that died that day because

               I knew my sister would handle it way better than I did.














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