How a seat belt changed my life. Book is OUT! Pg. 21 for info!

[kyeschicks]

Sorry for the long wait! We're done editing Chapters 8 & 9! Posting chapter 8 in a few hours

 

[kyeschicks]

Sorry that I haven't posted the 8th chapter yet, I'm looking for some pictures that go with the chapter but can't find them lol

 

[kyeschicks]

SMALL UPDATE-

-The 8th chapter will be kind of special because I will post the chapter with 2 pictures (if I find them) and I will also post the 2nd edition covers

(I might also put the pics in the book if I get my sister's permission lol)

-I will post chapter 9 until we reach page 16 on this thread lol yes I know its weird, but I just don't want to post 2 chapters on the same page :S

-Book coming out next week! Digitally though! the physical version might be getting a tad bit late because of some problems we're having.

-I decided not to spill the beans about the meaning that the covers hold within them on here because I want it to be special

maybe a few days after the book has been released, I'll tell ya what they mean

and a BIG thank you for those of you who have followed my story since day one! I don't care if y'all don't buy the book, what I truly want you all to know is that "If a car wreck doesn't hurt you physically, it WILL hurt you emotionally"!!! and I meant it! can't wait for you guys to read chapter 10! special special special chapter

Just a question! Have I mentioned my dog Thania in one of the chapters?

 

[Critter Crazed]

Nope you haven't mentioned Thania

 

[eenie114]

for the book coming out!!

I hope I can get it, no gaurentee, though.

Nope, no mention of your dog.

 

[kyeschicks]

Quote:
as long as you get my message and pass it on, I'll be happy

I just thought if I made my story into a book it would be easier to spread the word since you can just let someone borrow the book

but like I said, as long as you get my massage and pass it on I'll be happy

 

[eenie114]

Lemme put it this way: I've become a seatbelt freak.
''Mom, stop the car. Bunji doesn't have his seatbelt on yet.''
''We're still in the driveway!!''
''I know.

''
How would you feel about me copying and pasting what you put on BYC into an email and sending it to family and friends?

 

[kyeschicks]

Sorry guys that I haven't posted the last 3 chapters :S I've been coming across MANY problems with self-publishing the book so the book might not be published after all. The online version will probably be available, but the physical one wont. I will answer all questions when I get back from solving all these problems.

 

[kyeschicks]

Everything has been resolved

I will now post chapter 8

I will post chapter 9 tomorrow (feb. 21) and chapter 10 the next day (feb. 22) Thank you all for following my story! stay safe!

EDIT!!!!
Guys PLEASE don't post yet! wait till I post chapter 8.

 

[kyeschicks]

If you find any typos, please let me know!

Chapter 8- Quinceañera


Finally it was the day! I looked forward to this day since I was little. I couldn’t believe my sister was about to turn fifteen! Time does go by fast. Even though I was really excited, I was also sad because it was my dream to be a chambelan in my sister’s quinceañera. I can still remember those days back when I was about seven years old and she was ten and we would always pretend that my sister’s quinceañera was coming up. We pretended we needed to learn a choreography and save money so we could buy lots of balloons and candy so that it would be the best quinceañera in the whole wide world. I will always cherish those memories until the day He takes me to his palace because that’s the closest thing I have to the real thing.
Anyway, I had to stop day dreaming because at this point in time I was like a girl, it took me a lot of time to get ready. I slept in the living room that night because I had to have a lot of room for when I would get tired of being in the same position and needed to move to a different position. It was also good for my health, because I was really weak and I couldn’t scream or talk loud. The last time I tried I almost choked to death. As I was about to call my mom, she came out of her room and asked me if I needed help getting ready. I got a bit offended because she knew I couldn’t even put a shirt on, but I replied politely saying yes. She told me that she would come help me when she was done getting ready.
It was 9am already and we needed to be at church by 10am so everyone started rushing like crazy. My aunt came and asked me if I needed help getting dressed, I was a bit shy but I asked her if she could help me. So she went to my room and got my clothes. It was a bit tough getting dressed, but with the help of my aunt I got dressed quickly. I was wearing my favorite blue shirt, but I felt like something was missing. I had this tendency to check my chest pocket every time I wore that shirt because I always carried my cell phone in there. I felt nothing in my pocket and remembered that I hadn’t seen my cell phone since the car wreck. That cell phone carried many special memories that I will never forget. I started to think about those awful moments that I spent in that wrecked up car. It brought tears to my eyes because now I was a different person and it was all because of that stupid car wreck. That’s when I realized I hated myself because I wasn’t my old self anymore. I wanted to die, I wished I had died in that car wreck but I was pretty sure I wouldn’t have been able to stand watching from above all those people who cared for me cry every night. All I could do now to make things better was to rejoice over all those memories that brought a smile to my face and forget about the past.
After having those thoughts I asked my mom where my cell phone was and asked if I could have it back. She gave it to me. I wanted my cell phone because that was the only object that I had during the car wreck and it had a strong meaning to me. I smiled, wiped the tears off and placed it in my chest pocket.
It was almost 10am and everyone was finally ready so it was finally time to go to church. I was freaked out when I got into the van, but I had to get used to it. When everyone got into the van, I closed my eyes and grabbed my cell phone. Every little thing that we ran over made me scream, even rocks.
When we got to church I wanted to go home. Everything was stressing me out and I felt insecure everywhere I went, but I just had to deal with it because this was one of my sister’s most important days. We got into the church and waited a few minutes before the ceremony started. I wasn’t feeling very comfortable in the wheelchair and asked my mom if she could place the pillow that we had in the van under my legs because I was feeling very uncomfortable. Every time I turned around, I looked at the chambelanes. I couldn’t stop picturing myself with them.
When the ceremony ended, we went outside and took a few pictures before heading to the party. At the party I kept asking my aunt and mom to lay me down on the floor because being in the wheelchair made me feel uncomfortable. A few minutes later I wanted to go back to the wheelchair because I was now uncomfortable being on the floor, so my aunt and mom put me back into the wheelchair. Another few minutes passed and I wanted to go back to the floor, there was just no way for me to be comfortable. I didn’t enjoy being at the party for many reasons. One of them was because I wanted to be a chambelan and another reason was because I couldn’t get comfortable.
By the time the party was over, everyone was drunk. Which made me upset because I’m against drugs, alcohol, and anything that is bad for our health. One of them was my step-dad. He was swearing all over the place and was making me very angry. I just wanted to get away from him because all he did was made me feel more insecure. My aunt was also getting tired of his attitude, so her and my mom took him home. I stayed with my sister because I preferred to stay there and watch everyone clean the place than be close to my immature step-dad.
About an hour later my mom came and helped clean everything so that we could finally go home, the only place where I felt safe.

Pictures (click to enlarge)-






and the cover for the second edition!