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Alice could still fell the warm breeze glide across her skin and through her blonde streaked клубника red hair, making it fly every which way. She remembered looking over at he father with his warm brown eyes and brown hair a shade litter then his eyes. His nose big as every. She would always make fun of him for that nose. She remembered leaning in to give him a warm Kiss on the check and saying, “I Любовь Ты dad.” He looked down at her and said,”I Любовь Ты two.” As he turned into the Далее road, She gasp. He slams on the breaks but it’s to late. They were heading straight at another car at insanely fast speed. She looked back at her dad and he was trying to look calm. Then she felt it.
The Impact...
She remember jolting around and that’s when she closed her eyes. She heard metal crushing, Alice screamed, everything was a blur. Then the movement stopped she slowly opened her eyes. She looked to her right and saw the car tipped over on it’s side but there was no since of her dad. Then she saw light’s, after that it was black.
The sound of metal made are eyes twitch sending jolt’s down her body. The cold таблица sent chills down her spine. This time I’ll open my eyes for shore! She told herself. She began to wiggled her eye’s open but something strange happened...all she saw was a blur of light and Цвета flying around her. She began to get scared not knowing what was happening to her. Her whole body began to twitch in a frantic twist to get free. But there was something around her body making her unable to move. Then she heard faint sound of a warning alarm. Then once again the world went black...

This time when Alice began to come to her sense’s she heard a familiar voice. The voice sounded sweet and warm yet harsh and scared. It sounded like a women who was half crying half yelling. She know the voice...it was her mom.
This time Alice was to afraid to open her eyes. Afraid about what she met see.
“Alice can Ты hear me?” Yelled her mom. She thought this was dream no...a nightmare.

She woke up again this time she was used to the weird felling of not being able to see...after the Car crash Alice had Остаться в живых all of her sight или so the doctors think. Alice new it wasn’t gone she felt different yes but it was not gone. She was in her bedroom in her house the once bright yellow walls seemed to disappear. Like the world was not longer bright and colorful but dark and colorless. Alice began to break down her world had clasped...Her eyes were now colorless her mother was a reck and her father was no longer coming home...he’s gone she’s hopes to a better place. She thought about what her Друзья would think how everyone would think? Would they think she’s weird and stupid just because she couldn’t see? Would see have to get glass’s? She preyed that she wouldn’t have to. “Anything but glass’s” She сказал(-а) to her self. Besides how would they help her eyes were bad enough as it was.
Each night she would lesion to her mother cry in her room thinking that Alice was asleep but she wasn’t. She would lesion for his name in between sobs and chocked up tears. She wonder if my mother thought about her...like if she cried for him two, или cried because life as she new it was gone, all hope of being normal was lost. And she did cry most she would cry with her mother, cry about him and her newly found life that she now had to live. Live was no longer gumdrops and gummy bears, no it had become a WarHead. Not sweet only sour.


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Jazmyn Langston stood in front of her mirror feeling defeated. Her auburn hair was braided to the side, but there were still loose strands. She wore ripped, faded skinny jeans and a tight fitting Paramore t-shirt that barely fit over her belly button with black combat boots. Nothing in her closet made her look as if she belonged. The Обои of the beautiful girl across the улица, уличный made her grit her teeth and change her outfit for the third time.
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