It all started when we were 17...

Me and Ally were dating and we were super close in our relationship. We really loved eachother and after a while we decided that we wanted to take things to the next level seeing as Ally had PCOS (polycystic ovarian syndrome) and was on birth control. We had sex one night and Ally wound up pregnant.

Everything was going well until one day... Ally was only 6 months pregnant and I was driving us to the doctors for one of Ally's appointments. Everything was normal until a drunk driver hit us.

Our car was thrown violently into a deep ditch. I fell unconscious and when I woke up I was in an ambulance. I was rushed into the ER for stitches on my left leg where I had a huge gaping cut.

When I got out, I was told by the doctors that Ally was in a coma and that our daughter had been delivered by an emergency C-Section. They said our daughter was doing ok and was in the NICU but Ally was not doing so well. They said they weren"t sure when she'd wake up and that she was in a very bad condition.

I remember being wheeled over to the NICU and seeing all the incubators. They took me to my daughter and carefully took her out and placed her in my arms.

Her skin was red and there was a light layer of brown fuzz on the top of her head. Her eyes were tight shut and she stirred slightly in my arms as I held her. I could hear the sounds of all the machines that she was hooked up to and my heart broke. Tears started to brim in my eyes and I kissed the top of her head.

At that moment a young nurse came over to me with a piece of paper. "What is this little girl's name?" she asked me. "Anastasia. Anastasia Mira Moon." I said with a smile as I looked down at my daughter. The nurse smiled at me as she wrote it down on the paper."That's a lovely name." she said and then walked away.

I stayed with Anastasia for about half an hour before putting her back in her incubator.

I was then wheeled over to the room where Ally was. When I saw her, my heart broke again. She was laying in a bed with a white sheet over top of her. I could see large scars on her arms and there was a small scar above her right eyebrow.

I moved closer to her and leaned down to give her a kiss on the cheek. "I love you." I whispered before breaking down into tears.

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Its been 5 years now since the car accident. I sued the man who caused the accident and I won the case but nothing can cure what he did.

Me and Anastasia waited for 2 and a half years before the doctors eventually told us that Ally would more then likely never wake up. The damage the accident had done to her had still not healed up and she was still in a horrible condition.

They told me that it was best if I just moved on from Ally because it was pointless trying to hold on to the little bit of hope we had.

A month after they told me that, I bought a small house for me and Anastasia in Phoenix, Arizona where I got a job as a music teacher at a local college and I would occasionally perform a small local concert but I wasn't as well known as I used to be.

Anastasia is now 5 and is starting kindergarten in a month.

She looks exactly like Ally with her long brown hair and dark brown eyes. She always smiles and laughs. She is really shy around people except me. With me she is crazy and hyper but when other people are around she'll hide behind me or in my chest. She also loves to play the piano and sing when she thinks no one is around. She also is really obsessed with pickles and hearing me sing. She is basically Ally's clone.

Ever since she started preschool she realized that everyone seemed to have a daddy AND a "mommy" except for her. She had come home one day asking me what a mommy was and where was hers. I had tried my best to explain that her mommy wasn't here and that she was watching us from the clouds.

Just a month ago I decided to move back to Miami and thats what we're doing today.

All our stuff has been packed into large boxs and right now Anastasia is saying goodbye to her best friend Delainey. "Bye, Delainey! I'll miss you." Anastasia shouted at her best friend as we were walking away.

I put Anastasia in her car seat and buckled her in as she pouted at me. "Why do we have to leave daddy? Why can't I stay with Delainey?" she pouted. "I'm sorry Ana, but I promise you, you'll love your new house." I said but she just pouted and turned away to look out the window.

I sighed and shut her door. I got into my seat and sat down shutting my door. I started the car and leaned over to pick a CD to put in. I was searching for one when all of a sudden a CD I hadn't seen in ages, fell out and onto the floor.

I picked it up and wiped the dust off it and was greeted by Ally's face. Tears started to brim in my eyes but I wiped them away. I hesitantly took the CD out and popped it into the CD player.

The first track began to play as I began to drive. The sound of Ally's voice both comforted me and saddened me.

I finally arrived at the airport and got Anastasia out of the back. I took out our luggage and hauled it inside while holding onto Anastasia's hand. The movers had already brought the boxes which were loaded onto our plane already.

I brought our luggage over to the conveyor belt and loaded it on. I picked up a trembling Anastasia who responded by burying her face into my chest.

I went over to the waiting area with her and sat down.

We waited for about an hour until we had to load onto our plane. I carried my daughter all the way there and placed her in the seat beside me once we were on the plane and buckled her in.

Our seats had movie players so I put on Tangled for her to watch.

I leaned back in my seat and relaxed until I eventually fell asleep.

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