"Right guys I'm out" I said grabbing my bag and preparing to leave the YTC house.

"Alright see you later J" Mark replied as the others were too busy wrestling and looking at new ideas for our production next year. I then left the house and headed to the Santa Carla Adventure Centre to collect my little brother Luke who was rock climbing there. That's right I live in the murder capital of the world. Recently in the last 20 years it has become safer as the disappearances have stopped since the 1980's seemingly the people who did them had been supposedly murdered themselves. People now felt safe to let their teens out on their own.

For those of you who have never met me my name is Jessie, Jessie Woods . I live with both my mum Leslie and my 13 year old brother Luke in a nice small house on the outskirts of Santa Carla. Our dad was asshole who abandoned my sweet, loving mother after my little brother was born who now because of him, she is often forced to work long hours in order to keep a roof over our heads and put food over the table. Meaning that I was often left to take care of my little brother. People might think that we might fight alot and refuse to talk to eachother but it was quite the opposite as we are very close and do a lot together.

Luke looks a lot like our father Tristan. They both have short black hair. Luke is 5'4 and growing. He is a bubbly, outgoing child with big dreams ahead of him. He loves outdoor sports like football and rock climbing.

I meanwhile look a lot like my mum Leslie. With her sparkling green eyes and long straight hair which descended down my back. I am 5'7 and I like to think of myself as outgoing, funny and a fun loving type of person who one day will accomplish all her dreams. I like drama and dance. I am in the West California Youth Theatre. Which I have been since I was fourteen. Hopefully next year my brother will follow. I also like my brother love extreme sports such as rock climbing.

The West California Youth Theatre was based in Santa Carla in a country mansion on the outskirts of Santa Carla which looked to be in a mad state to the outside world but to us it was like a family. We were like a family and had been through everything together like parent's marriages and divorces. The house amazingly was still standing. I loved it there. We put on five major theatre productions a year and take part in many arts festivals.

I then returned my thoughts to earth we I arrived at the Santa Carla Adventure Centre. The centre does a range of activities from water sports to archery to an outdoor tree climbing course. I had recently got my teaching cert so I planned to teach there in the summer. As I entered I could see my brother removing his harness and putting away equipment.

"Hey bud" I said coming to stop beside him

"Hey" he replied placing the last of the equipment in the locker, closing it

"Ready to go?"

"Yep" he said grabbing his jacket and bag, placing it over his shoulder. We then headed for home.

My family and I lived in a small two bed roomed bungalow on the outskirts of Santa Carla. It may have been really small but we didn't have a lot of money however to us it was home. It had two bedrooms, a living room, kitchen and bathroom. Luke and I shared one room while my mum had the other bedroom as she deserved her space. Our house may be small but it always felt bigger as there was either movies being watched as a family or 80's music blaring from our CD player in the living room. The only bad part was that we lived in an area very isolated with the nearest house at least a mile away. We were surrounded by country fields and there was only one country road in and back out. It was pretty rural but we were thankful to have a roof over our heads.

As the pair of us were walking home darkness and snow had already taken hold as it was deep into winter a few weeks before Christmas. I removed my flashlight from my bag so we could see where we were going. Thankfully we had a lot of layers on us to keep us warm. As we came to the road leading to our little house I was surprised to see police cars and an orange illuminated sign saying ROAD CLOSED. I was very confused and approached an officer.

"Officer why is the road closed?"

"We can't allow anyone by car or footwork down this road as it is covered in black ice and very dangerous"

"You don't understand that road is the only way to our house" I explained hoping he'd let us through.

"I'm afraid you will have to stay somewhere else as I can't let you down this road"

"But..." Luke said before I grabbed him.

"I know another way" I whispered to him. We then headed back to go a different way.

It was true there was one other way and that was to cross through a cemetery near our house and come out the other side. I didn't want to go through it but had no choice as we had to get home. We then headed for the cemetery.