• Tears came slowly. My hands just stung. My knees were the same as my eyes. Dripping with some kind of liquid. I can't understand why. "JEN!!" Derek yelled. "What??? Tell me Derek please!!" I answered crying. "Your side....," Derek stopped. "Derek WHAT ABOUT MY SI....Si.....OH MY GOD!!" I was sobbing even harder. I could barley brethe. The pocket knife i had used cluched in my side deep, to deep to pull out without screaming. I never understood why i had great balence my whole famliy were so unbalenced, exsept of corse Derek and I. But this week my familys unbalenceness was becoming a part of me. Now I couldn't breathe. I couldn't walk. I could barley think. I was mumbling to myself the same sentence. Over and over again. "God save me, please save me." "C'mon Jenna." Derek couldn't look at me. " NO NO NO NO!! DEREK I CANT MOVE!!!!" Derek touched my side. *SHLICK* "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! NOOO! PLEASE GODD NOOO!!!!!" I was yelling and screaming. "oh no.." Derek whispered.

    To Be Continued.......