Chapter 5My eyes hurt. It felt like someone had punched me several times in the face. I wanted to move, but my legs were prickly and stiff all the way down to my feet. I vibrated in all the worst places with such an intense pain; I could even feel it in my arms and beneath my fingernails. It was like I had been dipped into a hot vat full of sharp needles. I burned and ached.
The last I could remember was the car...the darkness… My father’s voice on the phone. Where was I? Where were my parents? I tried to move–but my arms and legs were too heavy to move on their own. Where was my dad? I needed my dad, but the thought of him only made the pain worse. He and mom were gone; dead. The memory of them leaning over the airbags of the car flashed in my mind. It pierced my heart and filled me full
