Let’s start from the beginning
One Month Ago
I remember it like it was yesterday. It was my twin brother and my birthday. It was our sixteenth birthday. We had been so excited for our sixteenth birthday. Jake and I had always been extremely close since we were babies, after all we were twins. My brother and I were as close as two siblings could get or so I thought. We had always had each other’s backs. When one would get in trouble we would stand up for that person. That person always in trouble was me. Jake has always been the good kid out of the two of us. He made good grades, he was good at sports, everyone he met loved him. However, when it came to me, no one liked me because I was the “bad kid.” It honestly kind of sucked because no matter how hard I tried my grades weren’t like Jake’s grades. I wasn’t good at sports like Jake. My parents always compared me to Jake like “Why can’t you be more like Jake, Why aren’t your grades as good as Jake’s grades, Katie you’re such a disappointment to this family.” It’s honestly so tiring because no matter how hard I try I’ll never be good enough. I love my brother but I wish my parents loved me like they love him. He’s like the golden child.
Dad, Jake, and I were on our way to pick up some Chinese food, which was our favorite food. Mom was unable to make it because she had work. As we were going through the green light there was a truck speeding down the road when it hit us.
I can’t remember much after that but I do remember the look of my brother’s face. He looked so scared. Some time after seeing him I was knocked unconscious.
The next thing I knew I woke up in the hospital. I sat up and rubbed my eyes only to see that I was in the hospital. I had a cast on my right leg and bandages on my shoulder. My mom was asleep with her head in my lap while holding my hand, which was covered with what looked like wires.
I shook my mom awake. “Mom, where’s Jake?” I asked while looking around the room. “Oh Katie, you’re awake,” my mom said while putting a strand of my hair behind my ear. “You didn’t answer my question mom,” I said. “Umm... honey they didn’t make it... they...uh... well they died in the car wreck.” “NO!!! YOU’RE LYING, I screamed. “I wish I was,” my mom told me.
When my mom told me that I felt so numb. My heart felt like it shattered into a million pieces. I felt hollow. It was like I fell into a deep dark pit with no escape. It felt like I was dying, I had just found out that I lost my brother and dad. The doctors and nurses kept telling me how lucky I was to be alive but I didn’t feel lucky I was devastated. It was three weeks later when I was allowed to leave the hospital. When I got home I went to Jake’s room and dropped my crutches and laid on Jake’s bed and cried. After I had been crying for a while I fell asleep.
Around seven o’clock mom came in with a bowl of soup and knocked on the door. “I have soup,” mom said. “I’m not hungry, thanks though,” I said. “Cmon Katie, you haven’t been eating much.” “I’m not hungry MOM! You didn’t care if I ate or not when Jake was here. Why do you suddenly care about my well being?” Mom set the bowl of soup on the desk. “Well if you change you’re mind the soup is right here.” “Thanks mom but I’m gonna go to sleep now. I love you mom,” I said with tears running down my face. “Love you most. Sleep well sweetie, good night,” my mom said with a sad look on her face.
