Not many people understand the meaning to someone if they lose everyone they care about. Where the people they lost were the only ones to remember and seem to care about them.

This is just what Cassy Summers felt like when she was separated from her family from an exploding plane.

Flashback

"Mommy, what's happening?" A 4-year old child with little blonde curls and chocolate brown eyes, asked her mother.

"The plane's going down!" The captain managed to say from the control room.

"Find the parachutes, now!" Her mom yelled as she un-strapped Cassy.

"We only have two parachutes!" Her dad managed to saw through the loud noise.

"Give them to the kids!"

"Mommy, I don't want you to go!" Cassy yelled in tears.

"Scott I want you to take care of Cas!"

"Dad…"

"You have to go now. Promise me!"

"I promise."

Then with that Cassy jumped with her brother, Scott, a 10-year-old boy with brunette hair and chocolate brown eyes.

"Scott, what's gonna happen to Mommy and Daddy!" The scared 4-year old girl asked her big brother.

Then she saw with fright in her eyes, as the plane exploded behind them.

"MOM! DAD!" yelled Scott with a breaking voice.

Cassy was in tears.

"Cas, watch out!" Scott yelled as he kept himself steady from the winds from the blast.

"Scott!" squeaked her little voice.

Cassy saw that Scott heard her name and he looked behind him. He didn't notice that she was drifting another way due to the high winds. She wasn't strong enough to handle them, plus her light weight didn't due anything to help. But he didn't notice, due to himself trying to keep himself from being pushed off and away.

"Scott!"

Scott hadn't noticed that her voice was far away and the winds were carrying her off, once again concentrating to keep from flying away.

"Scott!"

Even though she was only four years old, Cassy knew that at the beginning if they were to be separated they would probably be at the most a few miles away and then they would find each other.

Cassy was in tears. She knew if she survived she wouldn't be able to find her family again. Defenitely not her parents. With the high winds they lifted her higher and into a fast updraft of wind.

"Scott! I don't wanna go away!"

Scott finally noticed she had been caught in an updraft and she was carried away faster and faster.

He quickly noticed her crying and her screaming their names.

"Cas!"

"Scott, don't leave me! Don't' leave me alone! Don't go!"

She cried harder and harder and screamed louder and louder the farther she got away from her brothers. She kept on going and going not noticing that she was too far from them to hear her. They soon became the size of specks of dust. She felt she was never going to see them again.

After awhile she got closer to the ground. She was scared out of her mind. She knew she would never see her family again. She was definitely never going to see her parents again. Her brother would be too far with the world so big she would probably never see them again. And for a 4-year old to realize it, even a worse situation.

As she landed with little knowledge of how to land her parachute hit a tall tree making her stumble out of the straps and fall on the ground. She damaged her head in the process.

She was later found that day by a couple walking through the woods on a hiking trip. They brought her to the nearest hospital, where she was immediately put into surgery.

The end product was amnesia. The only thing she could remember was that her name was Cas.