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Everything seemed to have taken a turn for the worst on the one day that was supposed to be my day, my birthday. as my mother told me to blow out the candles on my cake I felt like everything would start to go my way. That with one simple birthday wish the anxiety and worry and all of it, would just float away. That feeling didn't last very long. It was my 18th birthday and everything was supposed to start to go my way. Friends were supposed to be there for me and my girlfriend was supposed to be as loving as always. Today was supposed to make me feel like everything would be okay, until I stepped foot into my moms car. She was taking me to a surprise after my small but fun party with some of my friends. Not many people where able to show up as I wanted. a large chunk of people said they had family plans and other festivities to do on that day. Which I understood. As for my girlfriend she seemed too busy to come, a distance had started to come about recently that I was hoping would go away. So far it doesn't seem like it has.

The second I got into moms car things already changed. Because as soon as I get out of the car everything would change forever. I look out of the passenger window to see a car dealership to our right pulling up. She was finally going to get me a car! No more asking to use hers so I could go out with my friends, plus I wouldn't have to deal with the smell of pot or beer coming up in the car anymore. I'd have my own ride to deal with that in! Though, my excitement was short lived as I turned towards her everything seemed to slow down. Glass from the windshield flying everywhere and the low but pitched scream of my mother. Everything went black but nothing seemed to hurt.

When my eyes finally opened we were surrounded by police and an ambulance. Our car was a wreck, but thankfully mom was alright; give or take. She was curled up in a blanket on the side of the road with firemen around her. They were asking her questions but for some reason I couldn't make it out.

"Mom are you okay? What happened!" I asked, but no response from her. She only looked at the ground as other officers tried to help her. She seemed to have gone mute at this point.

Nobody was asking if I was ok. They were only worrying about my mom. Which was understandable from how banged up she seemed. I on the other hand felt completely fine. Not a scratch on me, which seemed kinda strange at the time. The police escorted my mom home while I just barely got into the car with her. "Sir you almost shut the door on me!" I said to the officer letting my mom in the car, but he didn't reply and just went to the drivers seat and began to drive. No words were spoken the entire ride home. Mom seemed too banged up and the officer didn't seem to want anything to do with how she must have felt. Getting in an accident on my birthday is all. But I was just glad she was okay.

The first thing I wanted to do when I got home was to call Sara, my girlfriend. The officer brought us to the door and let us in. I quickly walked to my room but when I got to the door, nothing. The handle just seemed so out of reach. It was right in front of my but seemed a mile away. I felt around in my pants pocket in search for my phone, but it wasn't there. Nothing was, everything I had in my pockets were gone.

"Mom!" I yelled, "I think someone took everything from me after the accident, do you have everything on you?" She didn't reply right away. But when she did I didn't get an answer. I got an apology over and over again. "I'm so sorry William." She said over and over under her breath. It was like she was in some kind of trance, and she was starting to freak me out, that's when I started to get really worried. Overthinking everything and putting false conclusions in my head. Maybe she's in shock, I thought. Or maybe the ambulance gave her some medicine that left her loopy. But that wouldn't make sense because the police had left her alone.

"Mom i'm going to walk over to Sara's house. If you need anything call her I don't have my phone." I said, walking out the back door. Surprisingly the door was wide open as well as the screen, so I just walked through. Walking over to Sara's I was positive I would catch her working on homework or something like that. Being busy like she usually is. Maybe we can finally talk and put this distance behind us.

To get to her house I have to cut through a small park where me and my friends would usually go to hang out. I was thinking of having my party here but sense not many people could go I didn't. Walking through I had strange feelings of nostalgia. Like it was my last time crossing through the park. That gave me the idea that maybe I wouldn't have to after today. What if Sara wanted to break up? What if she didn't go to my party because she didn't want to act fake in front of everyone. I sped up my walking and got to her house fairly quickly. When I got there only her car was in the driveway so I decided to go around back and knock on her window. I wanted her to be surprised to see me. I wanted to be as playful as possibly to try and give some kind of impression of trying to have fun or something. I don't know what I was doing but I just wanted to seem more fun, in a way. I never want her to loose interest.

When I went around back I noticed her window was wide open, which was odd because when she studies it has to be in an enclosed space so she can focus. Then I heard her voice talking to someone. Instead of knocking on the window I peeked inside hoping she wouldn't see me. What I saw almost made me gasp for air. She was laying on the bed in her room with someone else, another guy.

I stepped back trying to comprehend what I was witnessing. her in the act of cheating on me... On my fucking birthday... I wanted to scream but I couldn't all I could do was listen to them talk. "You realize you're going to have to tell him eventually. Even I feel bad that you blew him of on his own birthday>" The guy said. I wanted to punch his teeth in. I wanted to fucking kill him. "I know I do, but I just don't know how I can tell him that I lost interest in him." Sara said.

I stepped back with tears forming in my eyes. My suspensions were right. She did loose interest. A huge ball of emotion began to cloud my mind on how this was most likely one of the worst days of my life. I had to run, clear my head. I needed to talk to someone. I started to run back to the park and close to the neighborhood where my friends lived. Everyone was busy but I wanted to try and find someone that might have become free after the party had ended.

Running through the small park I hoped to see a familiar face of some kind, and I did. But it wasn't just one familiar face. It was several, all of the people I invited to my party where right there sitting around in the grass. I was so confused on what was going on. I didn't care that they didn't tell me they were free now they probably texted me but I don't have my phone. I started walking towards them trying to figure out exactly how I was going to tell them how horrible the day had gone. How anxious I was and heartbroken because of Sara and how I was worried for my mom. But some words that came out of Tasha's mouth stopped me in my tracks.\

"Do you guys really think it was a good idea to ditch Will on his own birthday?" She said. My blood ran cold as I got closer to them and hid behind a tree. "Are you kidding? The guys is such and annoyance why should we bother with him!" Tim said. "Tim..." I thought to myself. "Tim no... what do you mean..."

"Guys Tim's right, besides he's always holding us back from doing so much fun stuff that we have wanted to do. Not to mention he's a total looser with the girls I mean it's obvious Sara's is cheating on him." John said.

They lied to me... They knew about Sara... Why did this all have to happen in one day? First the accident, then Sara, then the people I thought where my best friends lie so they wouldn't have to hang out with me. They all hated me and I couldn't understand why. They didn't even notice me as I ran off either.

Something was different about the air today. I went home and walked back in the house through the back door that didn't seem to have moved. Mom wasn't in sight but I would tell she was in her room, because a loud cry could be heard throughout the house. A cry of pain and agony. I couldn't go in her room. Something was stopping me and I wouldn't ask her what was wrong. I couldn't tell her how horrible the day was and make her even more upset. I laid down on the couch in the living room and closed my eyes to try and dream this horrible day away.

The second my eyes closed I felt nothing but pure agony. I wanted to cry my eyes out as all of my feelings came back to me in one quick second but a single noise couldn't escape my throat. I was in too much pain to even express it in sounds of sadness. When I opened my eyes I realized we were in the car driving somewhere. I must have dosed off and forgotten getting in the car that morning. But something didn't seem right at all. She was up in the passenger seat of the car with Sara driving, both dressed in dark clothing. I wanted to scream but couldn't I wanted to tell mom how much Sara had hurt me. I almost did too, then I saw the tears running down both their faces. I looked to the date that was displayed on the monitor at the front of the car, the date was November 20th. After reading that date my blood ran cold. I began to panic and freak out in the car. My body filled with tension as we came to a screeching halt in front of a large field covered in head stones.

Not even a single word could escape my mouth before tears began to run down my face. Everything began to come together now. Mom and Sara both walked towards a large group of people huddled around a head stone in the ground. I backed away slowly as everything became so clear.

I looked at the crowd and saw everyone. From the people I thought were my friends to family members I hadn't seen in years. I went forward through the crowd, nobody recognizing my presence. When I got to the front of everyone I could see the headstone, and in that moment everything became clear and the scare I had in the car suddenly made sense. My birthday was in September and it was now November. Months had passed and the leap of time all came together when I read the name on the headstone. The name, was my name.