Angel Corrs,is an eighteen year old teenage girl,whose had the most horrible experience anyone could ever have.It all started a faithful night in March 16,1999.Angel,her father Mr.Corrs and the driver Martin where driving down the slippery highway.Martin couldn't see that well all of a sudden he crashed into a large Ford truck,the people in that car where instantly killed.Mr.Corrs was thrown out the window by such impact,the mercedes benz turned over Martin died in a matter of minutes the only one that survived that fatal accident was Angel,she had a couple of broken ribs,a broken leg,a broken arm and her skull had cracked.

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"Angel ! sweety !",Morgan shouted.

Angel lifted her head up from her pillow she was so tired,and all the therapy for her leg was making her hurt,she cried herself to sleep to make the pain go away,but nothing would work,she felt so empty,her heart was heavy full of regrets and so many other difficulties.

"What mom !",Angel yelled.

Morgan's head popped into Angel's room which was decorated quite nicely,a baby blue wall with white sponged clouds,a balcony,walk-in closet,a white carpet,oak wood night tables and drawers.

"Hunny,I have to go to work now,you'll be okay right ?",Morgan asked fully concerned.

"Yes mom",Angel said aggrivated.

"Okay baby I love you and I'll see you later",Morgan said dissapearing into the hallway.

Angel turned around and grabbed her remote control from the drawer in the night stand,she started flipping channels,until it finally landed on MTV,they where doing a Backstreet Boys thing LIVE.Angel sat straight up fluffing up her pillows,she turned up the volume alittle bit more and sat back and relaxed.

"He is so cute",Angel gushed out.She was looking at the guy whose name was Nick Carter,with a mushroom cut,deep blue eyes,tall and quite an ass.

Angel sighed disgusted,she clicked off the television and closed her eyes thoughts running thru her mind. "I hate my life !".and "Why do I have to be a crippled teenager !".