Crystal tears

Chapter 1: The Beginning

The wind blew softly that night, with gentle drizzle of rain. It was unexpected and terrifying. To think maybe if I was there, I could have possibly stopped it from happening, or maybe I would have died. My hair was a short cut with an angle to it, and it was light brown. My eyes filled with so much happiness and joy in its blue color. However, that joy disappeared when I first laid eyes on the murder scene of my parents.

Let us start from the beginning; it was a bright October Morning. The clouds were just barely visible in the cerulean sky. It was my first day of fourth grade and everything was running smoothly, except when people asked about my age. I had to admit I was a little young to be in fourth grade. Everyone was either nine or ten years old but I was only seven. I don't mean to brag but, I think because I was quite a bit of a book worm, knew how to write in cursive, and could already multiply and divide got me to this higher grade level. I always did have older friends so it really does not matter that I was couple of grades higher. Though I am not exactly popular, only a couple of good friends are fine with me. My best friend had been a girl named Mika. She had long dark hair, brown eyes, and was tall for her age.

I walked into school that day with future to that could be changed with just a few simple words. I was walking into the gym when my friend Mika came up, "Oh hey Mika!" I said excited.

"Hey Glow, I'm having a sleepover today, can you come?" She asked just as excited as I did after the long summer we had had with our reading and math packets.

"Um… I'm not sure I'd have to ask my parents but, it is a school night and I'm pretty sure they wouldn't let me. Though it's possible, I'll call you after I ask them with the answer." Right after answering Mika's questions the bell rung.

My first class was science class, then Social studies, English, Gym, French, Chorus, and then Math. I got through all my classes with ease. By the end of the day, I had already finished my homework and everything was, how you say neat and square. It was a great first day of school and I was happy to be back with a bunch of my friends though a thought just struck me, 'What are my parents going to say about a sleepover though?' That thought filled my head until I got home.

"Hello Glow how was your first day of school?" My mom said from the kitchen, she was drying the cups.

"It was cool, I guess." I said pulling my bangs out of my face and into a barrette on the side. I dropped my blue backpack on the floor and took off my shoes, placing it in the closet near the door. Then I walked into the living room. I noticed my mom looked up from cleaning and smiled. It was weird though, my mom had black hair and my dad was a blonde-haired person. I had not really noticed though until today. That is weird; I wonder why I have not notice before, why do not the genetics match? I thought to myself. Not that, that only weird thing I noticed today, my name is so strange. Is it a nickname that my parents gave me, or is it really my real name?

"Glow, sweetie, have you finished your homework?" My mom asked, her brown eyes staring down at me as I was thinking.

"Oh, yes mom. I finished it at school during lunch and homeroom." I said as I began to pick up a book called, Cirque du Freak by Darren Shan. It's one of my favorite series but, I don't think I'll ever be able to finish it, considering how I barely have enough time in my day because I help my dad in his shop every weekend. Though I have gotten pretty far, I am on book 6 The Vampire Prince. However, that is when I remember about Mika's sleepover. "Hi mom." I waited for a reply.

"Yes, Glow?" My mom replied staring at her recipe book looking for something to make for dinner.

"Mika is having a sleepover today and I was wondering if I could go." I already knew the answer; it would be a big fat no. Of coarse my parents are not mean they just do not like me out on school nights. I waited for my prediction to come true.

"Well, I do realize you haven't seen Mika for a long time… Maybe a sleepover would be fun… Over at her house right?" She said lifting her head up.

"Yes, but I totally understand if you believe its inappropriate sleeping over on a school night." I said shaking my head and thinking to myself, How weird when ever I ask it's usually a straight out no…

"Hum… You are right that it is a school night so; I am going to let you stay over until nine thirty. Though when you get home it's straight to bed okay?" She said as she walked to the closet grabbing spaghetti noodles and pasta sauce.

With that, I called Mika to tell her the news. She sounded excited and said she would be over to pick me up at 4 o'clock. I looked at the clock to see it was 3:26. I still had about a half hour so I used it to read. I had finished my book when Mika rang the doorbell. Though I was still excited about the end of the sixth book of Cirque Du Freak by Darren Shan, Darren had become a Vampire Prince, though it was somewhat sad that Kurda died, "Hey Mika" I said swinging the door open.

"Hey!" Mika said, "So let's go! Time is flying and we're not even having any fun yet!" With that Mika and I ran to her mom's car with excitement, though little did I know of the tragedy that was about to occur.

It was nine thirty now and I was making my way to the door. Before I opened it, I waved good-bye to Mika and then walked into my house. It was dark glass was thrown everywhere. Light bulbs were cracked and the lights were dimmed, "Hello?" I asked, "Mom, Dad… Where are you, what happened?" I asked looking around. A worried look appeared on my face.

There was no answer.

"This is weird," I said beginning to breathe heavily, "This is like Stephan King's book, The Cell all over again…" I said to myself. I walked through the hallway looking for any sign of life. I looked down and saw a knife stained with fresh blood. My eyes widened the more I stared at it. "Mom, Dad!" I yelled shutting my eyes tightly. 'No', I thought to myself. 'I'm just paranoid' I started walking and that is when I saw even more blood. I walked into the kitchen to see two bodies lying there. I could hardly make out there faces, "Mom…Dad… no, no this is all wrong!" I said falling to the ground. Tears falling furiously from my eyes, I had never cried this much in my life. I did not want to look at there bodies to see what happened… Moreover, that is when the mystery began.