Hey... I-I am Jordan. Yeah I am in Jail... but, it's not what you think really it's not. It's not for anything bad. I just, you won't understand unless I tell you from the beginning. So it all started when I was 13. I was swinging with a good friend of mine, Santo. We were about to leave when we heard sirens. I started to run because my doctor told me my ears were sensitive to loud noises. I ran but I wasn't fast enough. Santo grabbing my hand ran with me we finally got to our house and ran inside. Only to notice our dads sprawled out on the floor in a pool of their own blood. "Dad?" I asked shaking him. "I yelled at the top of my lungs, "MOM!" But, in response there was silence. Just as I went upstairs I found my mom along with Santo's tied to a chair. One woman I didn't know was trying to untie them both. She finally got them untied when the police and ambulance's arrived. She turned to my mother and said," I'll take care of her you just get better." My mom in response just nods her head. Quickly putting her and Santo's mom in the ambulance the police told us to get in their car. We were going to the police station to get questioned. As we got out of the car a boy with the unknown woman got out of a black SUV. We all walked into the police station quietly. The police sat me. Santo, then the strange boy in some chairs in front of his desk. His first question was," Do you know of any suspicious people that might've wanted to kill your fathers?" I started to cry. "They're dead?" I asked as Santo pulled me into a hug. "I am sorry sweetie, but, yes they are dead." the police man said. I cried harder. The police man turned to the boy and asked," What's your name son?" He said quietly, " Jacob..." "Well, Jacob did your dad have any enemies, girlfriends, or friends that were suspicious?" "He had two girlfriends, and his friends were at my house drunk with women everywhere." "Ok, did he do anything to you last night, anything to hurt you?" "He broke a bottle over my head." "Ok, you guys are all 13 right?" "Yes." we said in unison. "You aren't going to be in school for a while you'll be homeschooled. Jordan, Jacob, and Santo you will all be in Albany New York for a while I'll see you in 2 years." Jacob got up when I noticed he had a journal covered with peace sign duct tape. This kid is weird. I got up along with Santo we had to pack everything.