Chapter 1

"Let's pack up and move to California, She's got lots of friends out there, We'll never get bored cause we can go boardin', Let's let the sunshine take us there". I was driving with my little sister Karly to go see the band Hawk Nelson. We were singing at the top of our lungs to their Letters to the President cd. It all happened so fast. The other driver was speeding and swirving through traffic going the other way.

The car slammed into the driver's side front tire and pushed us into the gaurd rail there. I had been screaming and then blacked out. When I came to I was surronded by fire trucks, ambulences, and squad cars. I looked for Karly, who was nowhere to be found. I tried to scream her name, but it got stuck in my throat. I has sharp pains in my left leg and arm and my head hurt like nothing I've ever felt before. They had to use the jaws of life to get me out.

They put a neck brace on me and put a back board behind me before removing me from the car. I asked the paramedic, "where's Karly? Where's my little sister?!". He didn't answer me. I asked again, "where's Karly? Where is my little sister?". It looked like I wasn't going to get an answer from him. It was getting hard to breathe, the air wasn't coming into my body at all. They put me into the ambulence and put an oxygen mask on my face. My body felt so weird, like my head was disconnected from my body. My leg and arm hurt so much more than I could handle, but those pains were slowly fading.


***three days later***


I felt so sore, like I had been sleeping for a long time and hadn't moved once during that time. I opened my eyes to a bright light overhead. I realized immeadiately that I was in a hospital, I had no clue what happened or how long I had been there. All I knew was that my arm and leg were in casts and my right side ribs hurt beyond words. I turned my head just a little, even though it hurt so much to do that and saw my mom sitting in the chair next to my bed. I started crying and said "mom, are you awake?" She turned her head towards me and started to cry. She said "Sara, I'm so happy your awake." "How long have I been sleeping?" I asked her as I gave her a
hug to comfort her. "You had a lot of injuries on the left side of your body, they had to keep you sedated for three days honey." "Three days? Where's Karly mom?" "Yes three days..." she stalled on answering my second question. I asked again "where's Karly mom?", staring her down to have her tell me.

She finally decided to answer me. "Sara, when the other car hit you Karly was thrown fifty feet from the car. She has a lot of injuries and they worked on her for a long tme. Honey, Karly died on the operating table." I just sat there in my hospital bed, shocked that my 14 year old sister was dead, because I was taking her to see a band that we both loved. I just started crying, and I couldn't stop even if I wanted to. I spent the next 2 weeks in that hospital bed and trying to get used to the casts on my arm and leg. I had broken my arm through both bones and my ankle and leg in a few places. My parents were able to take me home, even with me being so depressed from everything that had happened.

Over the next three months I went into a severe depression. I didn't want to do anything ever with anyone. My parents saw the depression worsening and brought it up with the doctor at one of my many appointments for my arm and leg. He referred me to a therapist and put me on some anti depressants. I talked to the therapist and took my pills, but I was still very depressed. My mom asked me one day, "Sara, how would you like to take a vacation to Nashville with me?" "Uh, sure mom, sounds like tons of fun," I said semi-sarcastically. She knew that was my sarcastic side and said, "I'm serious Sara, I got us thickest to go in to weeks and go to the Gospel
Music Association Awards, or I guess you called them The Dove Awards." "Oh wow mom, that actually does sound like fun," for the first time in three months I actually sounded excited. We left to weeks later, with the okay from the doctor to miss my appointments, for Nashville.

The start

so I AM DOING THIS FOR A COUPLE FRIENDS TO READ MY story.


(hawk Nelson song 'California' lyrics).  I was driving with my little sister Karly to go see the band Hawk Nelson.  We were singing at the top of our lungs to their Letters to the President cd.  It all happened so fast.  The other driver was speeding and swirving through traffic going the other way.

The car slammed into the driver's side front tire and pushed us into the gaurd rail there.  I had been screaming and then blacked out.  When I came to I was surronded by fire trucks, ambulences, and squad cars.  I looked for Karly, who was nowhere to be found.  I tried to scream her name, but it got stuck in my throat.  I has sharp pains in my right leg and arm and my head hurt like nothing I've ever felt before.  They had to use the jaws of life to get me out.

They put a neck brace on me and put a back board behind me before removing me from the car.  I asked the paramedic, "where's Karly? Where's my little sister?!".  He didn't answer me.  I asked again, "where's Karly? Where is my little sister?". It looked like I wasn't going to get an answer from him.  It was getting hard to breathe, the air wasn't coming into my body at all.  They put me into the ambulence and put an oxygen mask on my face.  My body felt so weird, like my head was disconnected from my body.  My leg and arm hurt so much more than I could handle, but those pains were slowly fading.


***three days later***

I felt so sore, like I had been sleeping for a long time and hadn't moved once during that time.  I opened my eyes to a bright light overhead.  (I will add more tomorrow on actual computer).