Ena
"Hey mom are we almost there my butt hurts from sitting down already" little Y/N said as she whined. "Yes honey but due to the snow, we're going to be arriving a little late" the women said with a sweet smiled. Y/N could tell that by that smile, she was tired too.
Her father was driving, in which you could also tell that he was tired. His eyes kept shutting. The smartest thing to do in this type of situation where the driver is tired, is to allow someone else to drive. But the thing was, that Y/N's mother didn't know how to. Plus if she did know, she would probably be to scared to drive in the slippery ice. "Honey we could always stop so you could rest you know" she didn't get an answer. She turned her head towards her husband and saw that he fell asleep in the middle of the highway. Y/N's mom panicked while Y/N was confused. Y/N took off her sit belt and asked her mother what was happening.
She was about to tell her to put her sit belt back on but it was to late. Her mother saw a bright light and when she turned around she saw an oil tank truck in-front of her. They crashed. The impact made Y/N go flying through the window. The tank broke causing it to spill oil while the car was on fire.
Her Dad woke up and groaned in pain. He looked around and didn't see you in the car. When he spotted you, his heart dropped. Seeing his young and fragile little girl cover in blood made him feel guilty for falling asleep.
But when his eyes landed in his wife, he felt like dying. Covered in blood with a big tree branch in her stomach. He took his wife's pulse but there was none. His family was dead because of him.
*Alarm clock*
Y/N woke up to that dream again. Ena, your dog, came in your room and licked your hand causing you to smile. "Good morning Ena" you said sleepily. She helped you get out of bed and led you to the restroom. When you were done doing your morning routine, Ena helped you get down stairs. You heard noises in which you assumed was your dad. "Dad is that you?" you asked as Ena walked you to the kitchen. "Yes dear it's me" He said as he held your hand and lead you to the table to eat your breakfast.
"Y/N I'm afraid that I will be leaving again. I know you don't like it when I leave you alone but I have to and you know why honey" he said with a hurt voice. You sighed and asked to yourself 'When is dad going to stop' you smiled at him and decided not to comment on it and nodded. "Do whatever you want dad...see you in like 4 months I guess" you got your book and Ena led you to the park.
When you and Ena got there, she led you to a bench and you sat down. "I don't know why he keeps going on about that idea. I mean I get it, he feels guilty about mom's death but what happened to me doesn't have a cure...I think..." Ena just stared at you and put her head on your lap, meaning comfort. You smiled and told her she could go play. You heard her ran off and you started reading.
For you it was hard learning braille. The dots and its placement confused you a lot. You kept struggling when you heard footsteps stop in-front of you. "Is anybody there" Y/N then heard laughing. "Are you blind of something" a girl with a really exaggerated high voice said. "Um Riana I think you should stop, can't you see what she's reading, it a braille book that blind people use to read" a girl with logic said. "Aww are you perhaps blind" Y/N was not having it. "Back off you brat" you said in an annoyed voice, in which the so named Riana said "Or what are you going to hit me with your book" she laughed at you.
You took a deep breath and just said one word "loose". The girl was confused until she saw a dog running towards her. Riana panicked and and started running while the other girl apoligezed and walked off without her "friend". Ena caught up to her and bit her hand. Riana screamed in pain until you yelled "SIT" and Ena obeyed. Ena went to the bench you were sitting and led you home, leaving your book behind. "Good girl you will get a treat when we get home okay, you did a great job now let's go" Ena led you to the house leaving the girl behind.
???: What.the.fuck
