"The novel is a about a handsome Duke and a King who is going against The tyrant king." Totally original, "The king and Duke are brothers and.. there so handsome~, so strong and my ideal type~" I sat on my bad thinking about the terrible day I had made my self, but as I started to drifted off to sleep. My phone rang. It was my sister, calling from the hospital. She sounded panicked and scared. She told me there had been a terrible car accident. Our parents and our brother were in the car. "They didn't make it." They were gone. Just like that. I felt a surge of disbelief, shock, and horror. "How could this happen?" "How could they be taken away from me so suddenly and cruelly?" I dropped the phone and collapsed on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. My life was shattered in an instant. I don't know how long I stayed there, crying and shaking. I felt numb and broken. I didn't want to face the world without my family. They were everything to me. "How could I go on without them?" Eventually, someone from work found me and tried to comfort me. They called an ambulance and took me to the hospital. They said I was in shock and needed help. "But no one could help me." No one could bring back my family. No one could fill the emptiness in my heart.The next few days were a blur. I had to deal with the funeral arrangements, the condolences, the legal matters, and the overwhelming grief. I felt like I was in a nightmare that I couldn't wake up from. I had no appetite, no energy, no motivation. I just wanted to be alone, "to hide from the world and from the reality of my loss." But I also felt guilty for isolating myself. I knew there were people who cared about me and wanted to help me. I knew I had to face my grief and move on with my life. But I didn't know how. I didn't know if I could.
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