Chapter 1::The Beginning

	Well, I guess it all really starts, that day. That day...... on 
the way home from therapy. Yeah, it is kind of embarassing to talk about
 my therapy, especially when all my friends have to question where I go 
after school and I'm too shy to tell them. I won't even tell Dan. Dan has 
been my best friend for forever.....well, ever since I can remember. He's 
always been there for me and I could probably tell him, but I'm afraid he 
might disown me. Dan is so perfect. In every way he is better than me, so
I kind of feel little talking to him about my problems. Sara could never 
find out, I would never be able to tell her, she has enough of her own 
problems, she is so small in the world, she seems so helpless. I have 
known her for a few years as well, only a little shorter than I've known 
Dan. Both of them are my best friends and I love them to death, without 
them I don't know where I'd be. Not on this bus....that's for sure.




	I sat there for the ride home thinking about all of these things. 
I looked around me, all of the normal bus people were here. I see these 
people everyday, yet I do not know their names. "I have problems with 
reaching out to new people." I am told by my counseller. The man beside 
me wore a long, grey trenchcoat. It looked like it had been around longer 
than him. It was tattered, beaten and full of holes. His face wore the 
expression of kindness, although his facial features would depict 
otherwise. He had a large scruffy beard that was all tangled and 
jungle-like. On his head was long greasy hair, and he smelled strongly of
 cologne. After observing this man, I decided to greet him.

"Hello, how are you today?" I asked quietly.

"Eh? Speak up young man, my hearin' ain't what it used to be!" he yelled 
loudly. People turned their heads and placed their eyes on me. I was 
startled by the mans loudness, and everyones eyes which were now on me, 
here I am trying to have a quiet conversation and he is acting like I 
yelled from the back of the bus.

"I said, will you please move!" The man moved and I took to another seat. 
I know I didn't say that in the first place....but my first impression 
were wrong, this man was crazy.




	 Well, I tried to have conversation, and it didn't work, so I 
decided to look out the window. It was very sunny out, the sun gleamed on 
the clear glass windows of the bus. It was so warm out today. There were 
small children running around sprinklers in yards in nothing more than 
swim shorts, sometimes less. All of the children my age were most likely 
sitting at home, living a normal life, playing video games, listening to 
music and here I am on my way home from therapy, how pathetic. Come to 
think about it, I don't even want to go home. My father left my mother 
when I was only young and ever since then we have been struggling by. 
There is nothing for me there... I want to go somewhere else.




	Suddenly, the bus pulled over. The driver pulled over so abruptly 
that everyone on the bus was shaken. The bus driver stood up and told 
nobody to panic, he had just recieved a call from his instructors that he 
had to listen to thoroughly. He returned to his radio and listened 
intently to the message. It said: "Meteorologists have been startled all 
over the globe, the entire world is about to be hit by the biggest storm 
we have ever seen in this age. Snow, ice, wind, rain, non-stop. We have 
seen no end to this pattern, we have looked for an end all the way up to 
next year, and still we see the same results. This has caused world-wide 
panic! Quickly finish your bus rounds and return to your home where you 
will be safe." Everyone looked around the bus, everyone looked like they 
were about to have heart attacks.

"Everyone just remain calm, I will finish this run in an orderly manner,
 please don't give me any problems." explained the driver.


	My heart jumped. What would happen now? What am I going to do? 
This is so weird! I live in Southern Ontario, snow is normal here and 
all, but it's June. What would happen with my mom? Where would she go? 
What would I tell her? Well, by the time I get home she will probably 
know, she doesn't even work, she's on welfare, stays at home all day and 
watches television. Then when I get home she complains to me that we have 
no money. I thought about it more as we continued the trip home. I had 
about another hour, it was a big commute between the institute and my 
home. The weather changes began to happen almost immediately. The sky 
turned from sky blue to a dull grey and it started to snow. Soon the 
ground was covered in a thick sheet of snow, the sky was clouded with the
 soft flakes falling quickly from above. The visibility level had 
decreased a lot already, you could tell the bus driver was having 
problems with his vision. I started to panic. I pictured a terrible 
picture in my mind. I saw rain, I saw lightning, I heard thunder. The 
roads became icey and I saw the bus plunge into the ditch. Little did I 
know how accurate my prediction would be.



Well, that's the first chapter, thanks for reading it ^_^. if you review it,please tell me if I should continue or not.