I rememberI remember when i was little about 4, i had a brother who was 7 and my parents would always come in our room and tell us bedtime stories and tuck us in,my mom would kiss my forehead and whisper to me as i feel asleep how me and my brother where the most important people to them in there lives, and how they would never let nothing happen to me and my brother...but what if something ever happened to them, I never though about that until 5 years later something happened
7 YEARS LATER
We were driving on this narrow highway near a forest. We were heading home from another game that xzavier team won. I though was one of the cheerleaders, my mom being the couch mom, and my dad the couch, but it was only like three other cars on the rode.We had the radio blasting rock music it was turned up to the max and so were we, windows were rolled down and, we were all singing the song loud while going down the highway.
"You know were we should go?" dad says shouting over the music
"LORENZO'S LORENZO'S LORENZO'S!" me my mom and brother start to chat
"Then LORENZO'S! it is." he shouts
6 YEARS LATER
I'm looking in my bathroom mirror at myself and, then a wave of screaming and crying passes over me and, I turn on the shower and ball up in the tub bringing my knees up to my chest, closing my eyes shut and, covering my ears.
"Make it STOP, STOP, STOP!"
The memory of that night just keeps playing in my head