Author's Note: I am rewriting this story since I think my other one got a little confusing…I hope you like this! This story was inspired by Jaws, Discovery Channel's Shark Week, and the 1916 Shark Attacks or the "shark who swam upstream." Enjoy! Please read and review!

I have lived in this town since I was five years old. When I as three my parents were murdered by my next door neighbors ex-wife, and then when my sister was killed by a shark. That is how this story starts…and ends.

After my parents died I was left to live with my sister, Annie. Annie loved sharks and she taught me all about them. She always said 'Ally, if anything ever were to happen to me, promise me you'll finish what I started.' I promised her, of course. Little did I know what she truly meant. I didn't let her down though, and she is the reason why I'm hear, telling you my story. Because that's what I promised her, and I don't break my promises.

I groaned and rolled off my bed and onto the floor. Oof. My aunt yelled up the stairs telling me breakfast was ready. I crawled out of the pile of sheets and blankets and made my bed. I stumbled down the stairs and slid into my chair at the table. My aunt laid a bowl of all of my favorite fruits in front of me. My aunt is a health nut, by the way.

"Bobby called, he said you could take the day off." My uncle said smiling at me as he walked in the room.

"Okay." I shrugged. During the summer I worked with a team of Shark Scientist, our team leader. I put on a bathing suit and went outside. Our house was waterfront and we lived in a little private cove we shared with our neighbors.

I sighed. It was so quiet here, even on the Fourth Of July weekend. For Myrtle Beach it was the busiest time of the year. Almost all the hotels were booked because of the unusual heat wave all across the country. All throughout the United States people were heading for the closest beaches. It was unusually busy for this time of year, even the snowbirds had come back for the long weekend. I ran over to where her neighbors Bryan and Lily were sitting.

"Hey guys!" I called out.

"Ally!" Called out Lily who was twelve, while Bryan and I were fourteen.

I sat down. "What are you doing?" I asked them.

"Well, I was just about to go for a long swim." Lily said getting up. "Want to come?"

"No thanks. I spend enough time on the water." I said.

"I'm good." Bryan said lying down.

"Okay then." Lily said running down to the waters edge. We watched her swim farther and farther away.

"Your sister certainly loves to swim." I said.

"Yeah," Bryan said laughing. "Remember when she used to be afraid of the water?"

I laughed. "Yes, I do remember that."

I've known my neighbors since I moved here. We've practically grown up together.

"So, I was looking at the weather earlier and its supposed to be the hottest weekend in about fifty years." Bryan said casually.

"Really?" I asked him.

"Yep."

"There are so many people down here. Not at the cove but on the public beaches. My aunt said almost every hotel was booked up."

"I know. My mom left for the grocery store two hours ago and she still isn't back."

"It's probably a mob in there." I said glancing behind me. A jogger suddenly stopped and started pointing and shouting. I could barely make out the words he was saying, but they he seemed to be yelling "Shark! There's a shark in the water!"

I looked out towards where Lily was swimming. I saw a fin, and then it disappeared under the surface. "Bryan! Did you see that!" I exclaimed pointing out towards Lily.

"See what?" He asked looking confused.

"There was a fin, and then it disappeared."

"Your overreacting." Bryan told me.

"Am not."

Just then Lily was flung into the air by a Great White. I could tell by the way it jumped and its attack method. In my life I had only seen one other person be attacked in such a way, that person had been my sister.

"LILY!" I screamed.

"LILY!" Bryan shouted.

We ran over to my uncle's fishing boat and I started the engine. We sped towards Lily, but she was no where to be seen. I stopped the boat.

"Where is she?" Bryan cried.

"I don't know! She was here when the attack happened!" I exclaimed tears welling up in my eyes.

Just then Lily surfaced. "Help!" She screamed. "Please help me!"

We each grabbed hold of her arm and lifted her onto the boat. I saw a fin right where she just was, and then like a ghost, the shark was gone. I drove the boat as fast as I could back to shore. We put Lily down in the sand and Bryan kept begging her to stay alive. "Please Lily!" He was saying. "Don't die, please don't die!"

"I'll get help." I said turning and running into the house where my aunt and uncle were having brunch with Bryan's parents. "Lily got attacked by a shark!" I told them.

"Nice joke kids." Bryan's father said. "But there has never been a shark in the cove!"

"I'm not kidding!" I cried. My aunt was the only one taking me seriously and she called 911. I dragged my uncle over the window and pointed to where Bryan was kneeling beside a bleeding Lily.

"Holy-!" My uncle exclaimed. He ran out the door and to down to where Lily lie unconscious.

"Is she…dead?" Lily's mother asked in tears.

"She's just unconscious." Bryan said. Seconds later the ambulance arrived and they rushed Lily to the hospital. The adults had all gone with her, but there hadn't been enough room for Bryan and I. So we were left waiting to here from the adults. We sat at the kitchen table with the phone in front of us waiting for it to ring.

"Do you think she's okay?" Bryan asked me.

"I don't know, Bryan. I've only seen one other attack like this, my sister, and she died." I said sobbing. I looked at Bryan, he was trying to hide the fact that he was crying.

Just then the phone rang. "Hello?" Bryan answered.

"Hey." Came his Dad's voice over the line.

"Is she okay?" Bryan asked him. I held my breath. I didn't want to hear the answer I'd been dreading.

Bryan's dad took a deep breath. "Well…" Bryan and I exchanged worried glances.

"Well, what?" Bryan asked.

"Bryan she's…gone." His father said. Bryan started crying…I could hear his dad sniffling on the other end.

"No!" Bryan was sobbing. "No…no…"

The phone went dead. I was crying, too, at this point. "Poor little Lily." I said. "She was so young, never got to live life."

Hours later the adults walked in the house. Bryan's parents were still crying. My aunt and uncle had tears streaming down their faces, too. Our families had always been close, and it was like loosing a sister or daughter to my family, too.

"Where's Bryan?" Bryan's father asked.

I pointed to the recliner chair were he was sleeping. I had been lying on the couch waiting for them to return. The woke Bryan and took him home. My aunt and uncle sat down on either side of me, and we all cried. I fell asleep and woke up the next morning to find my aunt bustling about.

"Good, your up dear." She said giving me a sad smile. "Eat breakfast and get ready fast. The Smiths are planning the funeral today and they asked us to be there." The Smiths? Oh yeah, Bryan's family.

By 10:00 we all stood in the funeral home while the adults were speaking with the planner. Bryan and I sat on a couch in the corner trying not to disturb the adults.

"I hate these places." I told Bryan. "I've been in them to many times in my life."

"I never dreamed this would happen." Bryan whispered. "This wasn't on my list of things to do before I was thirty."

I looked at him to see if he was joking, but he was serious. I sighed. It was so weird without Lily being there. I kept looking around the room figuring she'd be coming out of the restroom any minute before having to remind myself that she was really gone.

When the arrangements were finished the adults had to call all her friends, family, and a ton of other people to tell them Lily was dead. The four adults sent us outside so they could be left to do that in peace.

"I feel like my parents have cut me out of the funeral part." Bryan said suddenly. "Its almost like I'm not part of the family anymore."

"I know. I felt that way after my parents and my sister died. You just get used to it eventually." I told him.

"I miss her. Its weird how it's just you and me now." Bryan stated exactly what I had been feeling.

I looked at him sadly. "I know…I keep thinking she'll be walking out the door of your house any minute. But then, I have to remind myself she never will."

"She visited me in my dreams last night."

"Did she?"

"Yeah, she told me not to hate sharks…she said it was all a misunderstanding. She told me she had met your sister."

"She did?"

"Yeah, she said to remind you of the promise you made. She said that I should fallow your example."

"My promise. Remember my promise."

"What promise?"

"I promised my sister that if anything ever happened to her, I'd finish what she'd started. Every night I see her in my dreams, every night she makes me promise."

"What did she start?"

I looked at him and shook my head. "I don't know."

"Then how can you-?"

"Finish it? When she tells me the time has come. But she hasn't yet…so I still don't know."

"Why would my sister want me to help you?"

I was silent for a moment. "I don't know." I said finally. "I'm goanna go for a jog." I stood up and turned and ran away from there and into the woods. I reached my favorite rock and sat down on it.

"Annie, how can I keep a promise when I don't know what I'm promising?" I asked staring at the sky.

"All will come clear, soon enough." Came a voice. I looked around…there was nothing.

Author's Note: I hoped you liked this! I just came up with the whole dream part…it seemed to fit the story nicely! Tell me what you think!