"Tradgedies Amidts Healing". The Prologue

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                                 Prologue        
               "WHAM!" The door to the 2004 dodge ram truck slammed shut.
Dad looked sharply at Marie from the review mirrior. He was on his last nerve with this girl. It was one in the afternoon, and the family was getting ready to go home. It was a three hour long ride back to Virginia. Marie was mad at him for leaving so early in the day. But truth is, he needed the rest. Because of work in the morning the next day. Also the camping trip was just what he had expected with his wife's sister and brother in law. Alcohol, and language. They themselves weren't so bad. But the crowd thay had invited, was filled with trash talk, alcohol, and garbage. He had to take his family out of that situation. Marie didn't understand that, and it broke his heart.
"Why did we have to leave so early? Marie slumped down, and whined from the back seat.
Dad breathed a heavey sigh and looked once again, in the review mirrior."You know why Marie. I want to get home early so that we can unpack and have a nice relaxing evening, before I have to get up early and go to work."
Marie understood, but still, she'd much rather be hiking and quading than at home. She turned up the volume on her ipod, so as not to cause further arguement. She felt as though she could breathe out here. 'I mean it's fresh mountain air', she thought to herself. 'Oh well, the sooner I forget about the mountains, the better!' She changed her train of thoughts to the song she was listening too, "Oh glorious day...Oh GLORIOUS D-"
"HONK! HONK! HONK!"
From behind a huge gasoling truck sounded. Everyone turned with confused faces to look for the final time...in the review mirrior,  The large semi was swaying back and forth. You could see the driver's face perspiring as he tried to control the large metal beast! He was fighting the wheel, while passing the family of six. Hard as he tried, the semi would not be controlled as it tipped over. Time slowed down as everyone watched with tense muscles and knit brows. Without further warning, the semi fell on top of them. The impact was massive as the glass shattered and the truck was forced inward. Than all went still. Marie looked around her to find that tommy, who was nine years old, was indeed dead. She just stared at his sweet blood covered face. The wounds were extensive. Her mind reeled as she looked to the others, Turner who was fourteen seemed to be dead as well. His head cracked open. The sight caused her eyes to burn, so she looked away. And Alisha, sweet eleven year old Alisha...looked to be unconcious. Marie turned to find her parents sending prayers of help to God. She forced herself to think of ways to escape. Her mind brightened at the thought of an idea. As she flipped her body to get to the window, her leg shot sharp pain up through her body. It was purple amd badly swollen. She had no other choice but to ignore the pain and move forward with her plan. She sent a plea to God and took in a deep breath, and-
" CRACK!"
Marie punched the back passenger window with her bare fist. All the while the anger seeping in at how of all windows...this was the one spared! She clenched her teeth as the flesh on her hand ripped open. The pain was fierce. She tried not to stare at the blood dripping from the wound. She than proceeded to climb out. While Marie turned back to help out her parents, the gasoline truck exploded. This lead to a double explosion as the dodge followed suit, with the camping trailer...
"WHOOSH! CRACKLE...BAM!"
"NOOO!!!!!," Marie shouted as the relization of what just happened hit. The last image she saw was her dad's hand reaching toward her...for help. The help, that she was unable to give...
" Oh, Lord, no..." her body trembling, she fell to the ground in shock. She made no movements as she took in whole the scene. The camper was burnt, the truck was totalled, and the gasoline truck was no more. Fire lit the whole area, and her family was dead. All she could think of in that moment was, 'oh, what a tragedy.' A minivan passing by screeched to a halt. A man got out and asked Marie if she was all right. All she managed was a very faint,
"I need a phone."
The man gladly gave it to her. She dialed a familiar number. The phone rang three times before a deep voice answered,
" Hello?"
"Uncle Ray? I need help." With that she felt the phone drop to the ground, and the weight of the hard asphalt, as her hands made the impact. Unable to catch herself as she tumbled over, her head hit the road with a heavy thud. The last thing she heard was the strange man, giving her uncle directions...followed by a 911 call...