Have you ever had one of those days when you knew something bad was going to happen? Well I had one of those days. Everything was perfectly normal when I woke up this morning. I went to school like normal. I made my friend, Shute, do his homework with me before we left the school. He hates homework, but I always manage to get him to complete it. And since it was Friday, we didn't get much to begin with. He and our friend, Sayla, had been telling me about some new friends that he made. We all planned to meet tomorrow at the park since I had to take care of some business where I live. You see, I'm an orphan. Just like the others in our quaint little community. We are the ones that didn't like the foster care or adoption systems. We didn't like being in a cramped orphanage and not getting the same amount of attention as others got. So we went to the Mayor with this idea. We told her about everything. We were the stubborn ones that would not go to live with another family. I and 10 others, who were the oldest of the group, pitched that we were old enough to take care of ourselves and some of the younger kids together. She agreed and set up the system for us. We are given a weekly allowance to get the food and necessities for ourselves and the younger kids. We also check in with the Mayor once a month to tell her of our progress. But that night was not like other nights. I had just finished putting one of the younger ones to bed when I heard it. It sounded like bee's attacking, only they don't attack unless provoked and they certainly don't turn you into stone. I ran back to the room where the other's were sleeping and woke them up. I ushered them out of their beds and out of the building. I had to get them to the safe house. It was one of my responsibilities. As we ran, some of the other older kid's had sacrificed themselves to being turned into stone so that the younger ones could get away safely. But their sacrifice was in vain. When we made it to the safe house, the younger children had to be lifted up and passed off to the others inside. I had just handed the last of the little ones up when the buzzing got louder. I looked to my right and saw those little green bug's coming our way. I turned back when I saw a hand reach down for me. "Come on Alice, take my hand! Hurry, their coming!" said Chris as he leaned slightly out the window. He was another older kid that lived here. He was two years my senior. I reached up for his hand with my left, when it happened. Those bug's reached us at an alarming rate. I felt something prick the skin on my right arm before it became too hard to move. I saw some fly towards and into the window. Chris was frozen in place after his body was turned into stone, just like all the others. Before I was completely frozen where I stood, I heard the others inside scream in panic as I assume those little bugs did the same to them as they did to me. I used what little motion I had left in my hand, to at least try to touch Chris' hand. I just barely touched it with the tip of my middle finger before all movement stopped. Please, someone. Anyone, come by and notice that we need help. I don't want us to be like this forever. Please help us.
Please.