Ya. So the povs are the titles.

I was in the hospital in the waiting room. 

How could everything have gone so wrong?

 I thought back to what happened... 

I was looking at my sister. 

Her eyes were alight. I just couldn't wait to become apart of the act. 

I was about to jump when my sister expression changed to horror and panic. 

She pushed me back onto the platform right when all of my family members fell. My aunts and uncles. My mom and Dad. My sister! 

Right in front of my eyes...

I screamed, "NO NO NO!"

 They can't leave me. They were the only ones I had. 

I watched as the scene unfolded in front of my eyes. My parents cover my sister just as the hit the bottom. 

Crack! It rings out. That is all I hear over and over again in my head as people scream in fear.

 They're not moving. 

So much blood. 

I race down the ladder. 

NO. This couldn't be happening. I couldn't believe it. 

I pinched myself hoping it was just a dream.

I run to them on shaky legs. They aren't moving. 

My sister's eyes look wide open. Is she awake? 

She looks at me. I start crying. In relief that she is okay but in horror. There was blood all over. 

She isn't even focused. 

I will never leave you I told her. After that, she closes her eyes. 

The ambulance rushes over and places me, Persephone, moma and dada on stretchers. 

They cover mama and dada's body in white sheets. 

After that, it's a blur. 

Now I am sitting in the hospital. It has been 5 days since that has happened. 

They told me parents are dead. 

I cried so much I don't think I have any more tears. I haven't seen my little sister since then either. I don't even know if she was going to live. If she was even alive. I just don't know!

Right now I am staying with a nice man named Bruce. 

His house is really big, ... but I don't care, I just want to see my sister.

It has been four more days. They told me that they think she's in a coma. 

They said they don't know when she will wake up. That has the the last day I was ever in that hospital. 

That was the day I left her. 

That was one of my biggest mistakes of my life.

But that has all many years ago. 

Now I am 13 instead of 6. 

I still regret that decision to this day. 

That's because the next day, she disappeared. 

And I never saw her again to this day. 

UNDER MAJOR EDITING! SORRY FOR ALL THE WRONG GRAMMAR, SPELLING, ETC.