Gracelyn's Story: Roadtrip Version“What are you gonna do, when every part of you just needs to catch that wind?” -Black Sabbath “Time Machine”------------------------------Grace Donaldson was finally meeting her birth parents. After all these years, all her hopes and fears, she was getting the thing she'd most wanted, since she was 12. She was ecstatic beyond belief. Her family, suddenly, didn't look so thrilled. Joy turned to disappointment on their faces. They all turned and walked away, leaving Grace alone in the dark. The tears had just begun to dampen her cheeks, when the alarm woke her up.“You're late.” Gray choked out, stabbing at the off button. She'd been having that same dream at least once a week, since the police arrested her parents, for illegally adopting her. Seven years of nagging fears.Will they be disappointed?Was I abandoned?Do they even want me?Some days, it felt like finding out she was an orphan, with no living relatives would be a blessing.She'd only ha
Gracelyn's StoryI still don't remember the crash. I remember waking up after it. I was in the worst pain I have ever felt, in my life. My legs were pinned in the wreckage, and everything below my knees hurt. I'm still not sure which I realized first; that I couldn't feel my feet, or that the incessant screaming I was hearing was actually me. I couldn't stop. I felt someone grab my hand. A boy, only a little younger than me, had gotten into the back seat. I didn't know who he was, or why he seemed to be crying as hard as I was, but I didn't want him to let go. Just that simple bit of human contact; I still don't know how a stranger holding my hand can mean so much.He kept me focused on him, when they started cutting me out of what was left of my poor little car. He did his best, to distract me from that horrible noise the rescue machines made.Loaded onto the stretcher, they wouldn't let me look at my legs. I knew they were crushed. Would I ever walk again? So many fears raced through my mind at once.