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Hi, my name is Sarah
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 | A Story About A Lonely Girl Named,Sarah |
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| Created: 2008-10-08 02:15:13 |
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Well it started on a nice quiet evening on her birthday.She had just turned 13 and was on her way to her friends house,it had been storming that day all through the evening.They never saw it coming,and it was too late for anyone to do anything about it.Before anyone could say stop...the car slid right into the intersection,and no one never forgot how that poor child felt that night.
Her name is Sarah,she has beautiful long black hair that she will never comb,a very slim looking figure,and no parents.Sarah was the only one who really knew what happened on her 13th birthday,she is now 15.Two years have passed on and are forever gone.
I will let Sarah explain what had happened that evening,after I finish saying what I need to say.Let me describe that evening before Sarah does.That evening was very foggy,and very crisp and cold.I was there when all this happened I saw it with my own two eyes,her parents had been killed.Their car was a dark blue SUV.Her parents said that she was still to young to ride up front.And she is happy that she didn't.She has never felt so guilty in her whole life.She has told over a million people that,"If I didn't want to go to my friends house they would still be alive.It's all my fault." Well since I am quoting things i will let her tell you what actually happened on the fourteenth of October.
Well what my friend has already told you is what she knows.Now it's my turn to let you know about this lonely girl,Me.Well,it was very crisp and cold,but there was a little twist it had been pouring down rain during my party...but when we left to go to my friends house it was nothing,dead silence.Right when they got hit by that huge truck,they were killed,some how I wasn't killed.Maybe it just wasn't my time to go yet.Well back to what happened,their airbags didn't come out,so they were flung out the windshield.They were dead immediately and it just started to pour down rain without warning.So that proves that it rains when something sad or bad has just happened.I had been crying the entire time,and when I looked around I saw my now closest friend I have had for the past two years.And she called 911 immediately,they came and had asked were my parents were I said,"Those are my parents!."They took both of us up to the hospital to make sure nothing was wrong.It turned out that I only had a cracked rib,but that was from when I was nine.Well they said that I could go home to my grandma.
Boy,was grandma in tears when I got home.It had been all over the news that day.And I couldn't believe it.I was on the channel seven news!So,me and my new friend went upstairs to my room.There we were just talking about how everything happened all of the suddenly.Well that was when me and her both came close,I had school the very next day.She was my person who took me to all the classes and stuff like that.That was when I realized that my other friends weren't really my friends,except a couple.Even my guy friends were more concerned about what happened and made sure that I was okay.My "girl" friends only two or four were uperly concerned about what happened and that.I told everyone the same thing(except my friends)"It's not your business.!!"and they would go on like nothing ever happened.
Well that brings us back to the beginning of the story of my life.It was a nice day,but turned out horrible.So that's why I always make sure that my grandma's airbags work before I even get into the car.Well now i understand that some things just happen not caused "you" caused it. |
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