A/N: The first story I ever wrote that doesn't have to be submitted as an essay for English ^_^ ..we-ell..actually there was another one stored in a computer somewhere..so it doesn't count :P
Has this been done before? I'm just wondering...


My name is Charlotte. I used to be a very positive girl. I used to greet each day with a bright smile, not having a care in the world. I used to laugh, smile, relax and enjoy life. But I'm different now. Everything's different now. What happened? Everything happened. I lost everything I ever treasured. Everyone I ever loved. My eyes were pried open to the ugliness of the world. The bitter truth of reality

It happened on the 6th of December 1965. The incident still clear in my mind as if it just happened yesterday. We were on our way home from a family reunion in Santa Barbara. We had the time of our lives, laughing, joking, teasing each other good-heartedly. I was so naive back then as to think that life was all that. That, that night will remain like that; joyous and carefree. I guess I was wrong. As soon as we turned sharply to the right, a white bright light blinded me, forcing my eyes shut. The next moment came in a blur of pain, hurt, screams and tears. The next thing I remember I was underneath a pile of white blanket and bed sheets. Wires of assorted colours were attached on my face and body. At first, I was confused as to where I was and what I was doing there. Then suddenly, the memories came back-the car, us laughing, enjoying the moment, then all of a sudden, an 8-wheeled lorry swerved and hit the car square on the front as we were turning right. I soon discovered that I was the only survivor. Everyone else died on the spot. I was severely injured and unconcious when they found me, yet somehow I managed to survive.

Why it happened, I'll never know. Sometimes I wish that I died with them, with my family. I'm 39 now, just turned 39 last week. That incident that is forever imprinted in my mind. I'm forced to feel the guilt and sorrow slowly kill me inside. I'm just a hollow shell now. No emotions, no proper thoughts, no role to play in this game that we call life, struggling to survive.

Treasure what you have. Tell the ones you care about that you love them everyday. Treasure each waking moment and treat each day as if it's your last. Learn from my mistakes. Don't suffer the way I did.

My name is Charlotte. I used to be a very positive girl. I used to greet each day with a bright smile, not having a care in the world. I used to laugh, smile, relax and enjoy life. But I'm different now. Everything's different now. What happened? Everything happened. I lost everything I ever treasured. Everyone I ever loved. My eyes were pried open to the ugliness of the world. The bitter truth of reality.


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