Death Changes Everything

Imogen is a thirteen stratum old lady friend. Her family consists of two older brothers, a dad c tout ensembleed George, and a step-mother c wholeed jenny. Her grandparents died, when she was a exact, except a grandmother on her dads location of the family c all(prenominal)ed Mary. Her mother in addition died. Now all she has is a belief which she looks at e really break of day when she wakes up and bonny in the beginning she goes to bed. jenny ass is an evil step-mother. Like matchless of those from a fairy tale. She seems to love George n perpetuallytheless hates children and wants nonhing to do with them. In front of George she acts kindly towards them and makes an effort to communicate much over when hes not rough she just igno ruby them. Jenny is considered completely useless to the three kids. She sits at home watching television all day, she doesnt bother to clean the accommodate or cook and kind of she hires a maid and pays her to do the job.This isnt the gui nea pig of mother quality model that Imogen needs. She needs someone who could show her impudent things worry t from each oneing her how to cook complicated dishes for special occasions. veritable(a) though Imogen is well-be take upd, she still needs a mother to go shopping with, to call with and grow some mother, daughter time with. All these things could be through with(p) with friends besides its different when its your mother. A mother dedicates advice that friends might not have experienced yet.George, Imogens father, plays a big role in her life. Hes a successful lawyer and Imogen takes him as her role model. George is a loving father whos evermore thither for Imogen, helping her to make the in force(p) choices in life, encouraging her to take on just that little bit harder for exams. Hes not that big a role model for the male childs as he is for Imogen but thats because they have other things on their mind instead of working hard to develop a peachy procreati on.Perfect. Thats what Imogen is. She is a bright teenager with high ambitions of following her fathers footsteps in adopt a lawyer. She has big, blue eyes, long, wavy hair and is short but exceedingly mature for her age. She loves instill as much as cats loves mice and her friends are reliable, true(predicate) and support her through thick and thin no matter what happens. turkey cock and Adam were two charming boys who had a way with the ladies. They were good students right up to the point of puberty. Usually girls are the ones with mood swings, but not in this case. They pioneered misbehaving in class, hence skipping lessons and finally stopped going to shallow altogether. Now they, unlike their sister, hate tutor. When in school they do everything to get themselves turn up and when out alcohol addiction alcohol, taking drugs were only a fewer of the things they do. They never seemed to understand how their own blood could love school so much.Imogens grandmother Mary was, in Imogens opinion, the nicest grandmother that ever lived. She lives abroad in Spain but visits regularly. Shes loves all three children very much, she respects them and treats them like grown-ups. She is very healthy and lives life to the maximum, goes on holi age a lot, and is not scared of anything. either time Mary visits the country and they go shopping, Mary buys Imogen anything she asks for.Every morning, Imogens house, starts tote up to the same way. She wakes up to the sound of her annoying brothers arguing with Jenny some how she doesnt have to act nicely in front of George and make them eat but this Monday morning she woke up to the sound of rain tapping at her window. She jumped out of bed, kissed her mothers photo, got washed and rove her school uniform on.Walking down the steps she noticed Jenny act to make breakfast, with no complaints from the twins. That was because she was making pancakes and George was there watching his sons every move. She sat down next to Adam and as he turned well-nigh to ask Jenny for more food, he knocked over the glass of orange juice that was beside him, making it spill all over Imogens school skirt.Walking rear up the stairs to her bedroom, she slipped and bumped her genu onto the hard flood. She got up slowly and crawled to her bedroom. Rummaging through her closet she try to regard her other skirt. Realising it was in the laundry basket she walked over, got it out and put the foetid skirt on.Thats disgusting tell her twin brothers as they walked ancient her bedroomIts not that dirty she liedThe skirt wasnt literally dirty it just smelled. To take the smell away she went into the bathroom and smothered herself with perfume.Running back down the stairs she slipped and landed onto the side of her foot, hurting her ankle. Sitting on the floor intellection of how much pain was caused to her this morning she realised it was the start of a bad day. Looking up at the clock in the living room, it rea d quarter past eight. She was late. Today was the day of her for the number 1 time GCSE exam and Imogen treasured to get to school earlier than usual so that she could have enough time to go over the topics she wasnt very confident(p) with. Now, if she took the bus, it would be impossible.George had still not left for work. He was standing in the kitchen reading a newspaper and drinking coffee. Imogen ran up to him and kissed him on the cheek. thoroughly morning dad.Good morning honey, he replied, did you sleep well?Yes I did, said Imogen, can you take me to school by any come up?Of course I couldBoys, get downstairs, Im taking your sister to school and I might as well take you too he hollo upstairsWell take the bus coz its too early for us to be leaving for school. They shouted backFine, but dont be late.We wont be, they replied with huge grins on their facesImogens dad loves old cars and he himself had a 1986 BMW 635CSi. The car was secure but had a few flaws. The airbags d idnt work on the front passenger side and the seatbelts easily became unbuckled. George was never worried because he was a very safe driver and he could never give his car away.As shortly as Imogen got in the car she put a book on her fathers lap and asked him to ask her some questions but he couldnt because he was close to to drive, instead he told her that he would when they stopped at a red traffic brightness level. When they did he took the old book into his hands and started asking questions. Imogen gave a perfect answer to each and every question.Meanwhile, on the road paired to theirs were a couple of drunken teenagers, joy riding. They didnt notice that the red short was on and carried on driving. The driver lost control and the car started to cut on the wet ground and so ended up strike Imogens car. The out of control car hit the BMW head on causing Georges seatbelt to unbuckle and he flew out the front window. Imogens airbag was broken but as luck would have it her seatbelt didnt unbuckle.An ambulance arrived and took them to the busy infirmary. Imogen and George were rushed straight into surgery for they had suffered serious head injuries.regrettably none of the drunk teens were wearing a seatbelt and received serious injuries. They died before the ambulance got to the scene.Three weeks later, slowly opening her eyes, Imogen found herself in a hospital bed surrounded by family and friends.What happened to me? Why am I in a hospital? Asked ImogenImogen, this is really important, whats the last thing you remember? Asked the suckI remember my dad was taking me to school. Then we stopped at a traffic light and he was asking where is my dad?When the doctors operated on Imogen, they did the best they could, her injuries where bad and the doctors were not sure whether or not she would be able to remember everything when she awoke from the coma.I dont write out how to tell you this, but your father- said the nurseIll tell her, interrupted Mary, I mogens grandmother, your father died the day you were rushed into hospital. The surgeons did everything they could but they just werent able to stop the bleedingBy the time she done for(p) the sentence both of them were in tears. Mary went up to her favourite grandchild and put her arms around her.Its my entire blot, grandma, its my entire fault Imogen repeated, I know it is, I asked him to drive me to school, if he hadnt got in the car to take me to school, he would still be here Its my entire fault Now we have no one to look after us, and Ive missed my GCSE exams. Its my entire faultYou still have Jenny to look after you and I called the school to explain the situation, they said you can retake them when you get backImogen stayed in the hospital for another(prenominal) week under monitoring. Her friends visited and so did her brothers. The week went past very slowly. Everyday, all she did was lay in bed, watch television, walk around a bit and then(prenominal) go back to bed. T here were no children there her age and she didnt want to talk to elderly people. Imogen received ravishing bouquets of flowers and tasty chocolates from family but she didnt want any of it, she just wanted her warmth dad by her side, helping her through this.When Imogen got out of the hospital her brothers took her home. Jenny was in the living room watching television.Welcome home exclaimed JennyImogen just ignored her and went straight up to her bedroom.The next few days were a blur. Imogen stayed in bed most days mourning and tears over all the memories she had with her father. Every time she saw a picture of him she burst out into tears. The words Its my fault, why did it have to happen, what did he do to deserve this, it was my bad day kept running though her mind. Even when she slept, she had horrifying nightmares about the crash she pictured her dad on the run table, while she was behind glass unable to help him. She needed help, support, rise to get her back to normal, but with a step-mother like Jenny, that would be impossible.The first day she went to school her brothers left her at the gate. Looking at the school from a distance she realised that she wasnt frame to go in. Instead she followed her brothers to where they went. turkey cock led the way while Adam followed behind like a dog on a leash.During the journey, Tom and Adam went into, what looked like an given up house, when they came out Tom carried a small, plastic bag full of uninfectedness pills. He put them in his pocket and walked on.They came to a lighthouse looking at building which was surrounded by a high fencing material. On the fence was a warning sign which read No unauthorised person. The light house was covered with horizontal red and white stripes and a long, unstable, wooden persist reached the ground from the top.The two brothers approached the lighthouse. Imogen stared at the building. It was very uncommon for a lighthouse not to be near the ocean. While look she carried on walking and stepped on a piece of loose coat lying on the floor.What are you doing here? Asked AdamI wanted to know were you were going. I could go back if you want.Yes, go back he shoutedNo, insisted Tom, she doesnt know the way back and what if she gets lost. Just let her come up with us, whats the worst that could happen?Tom went up the unstable ladder first, then went Imogen and last of all came Adam. Climbing up the ladder Imogen tried not to look down. As they neared the top of the lighthouse, strange voices could be heard. At first it sounded like there were only few people talk but as Imogen went higher up the ladder she started to hear more and more voices.Were here announced Tom as they reached the top.Finally, one boy said, what took you so long?Its a long story answered Adam but our little sister is here with us,All the people sitting on the dirty lighthouse floor turned and looked at Imogen.How old is she? a girl asked TomIm nearly 14 she answered her.I snt that a bit raw? she asked Tom againThis time he answered her Well how old were we when all of this started?True, true. Good point.Tom and Adam went around the lighthouse giving each person a couple of the white pills.Imogen went around to all the people, looking at what they were doing. To her it looked like they were drinking alcohol, swallowing the white pills and smoking weed.What are the white pills and what do they do? Imogen asked a little girl sitting in the corner sticking a white tablet in her mouth.Theyre called warmth and they make me feel a whole lot better then I did this morning answered the girlI want some pass ImogenSure, said the girl, but tell your brothers to get me an extra one, for next week.The little girl was younger then Imogen but she looked worn-out and like she hadnt eaten in weeks.For a few short seconds after swallowing the tablet Imogen felt nothing, then minutes later the action kicked in. She felt ecstatic. Like nothing could ever go wrong. The n taking a sip of a gauzy drink, she felt dizzy but relaxed. Finally, when she inhaled the weed she felt like all her problems and worries vanished and she was in a completely different world. School or education didnt matter. In this world she felt like she could do anything, even fly.Everyday, instead of taking Imogen to school, her brothers took her with them to the lighthouse. This carried on for weeks until Stephanie, the little girl that gave Imogen the weed, ecstasy and alcohol, had a cheek attack. Lucky for everyone there, she had no family, so all they had to do was bury her in the cemetery at night.This was too much for Imogen. The death of the little girl made her remember the death of her dad. She realised that taking drugs, smoking and drinking alcohol wasnt the way to deal with death. She had to face death and just get over it.Im not going to come here with you any more, announced Imogen.Why not? asked her brothersBecause what your doing is bad for your health and wh at point are you trying to prove by drinking, drugs and smoking?There is no point to prove, it makes us feel good and you should know, youve tried it for yourself and you know the enjoyment it gives you.Theres no pleasure in this if there is a risk of expiry. I will give up.Its not as simple as it sounds. You go through a lot of pain when you try to give up. Are you sure youre ready? asked her brothersI will give up, I dont want to die like little Stephanie did. The only reason I started this was because I couldnt get over dads death and I didnt get any support from anyone, but me dying isnt going to make anything better either.Tomorrow youre going to end up coming back with us, warned AdamNo, Imogen said, Tomorrow will be another day.Stopping wasnt difficult. Imogen went through the normal process of withdrawal symptoms aches and pains, sweating, shaking, headaches and cravings for the drug, but thinking about her fathers and Stephanies death helped her to pull through.