Daniel

We arrived at a small parking lot in a small plaza. There were about ten different store connected to each other, but our goal was the pharmacy, the third store on the far right. Really our goal was calamine lotion for Joe and the pharmacy was the closest place that had it. As we approached the door I kind of felt something pulling me. I looked two stores down on the left and there I was the store called Expression. I suppose it was a music store with music notes surrounding the store itself. It felt like I was in a trance and I think Kevin picked up on it.

"Dad, can we go to Expression?" he asked.

"Ok, but don't stay too long. Kevin you're in charged and Daniel you look out for your brothers."

"And what do I do?" Nick asked.

"You're the youngest, you're just along for the ride", I said.

"Stay out of trouble boys", Mr. Jonas yelled as we walked away.

We entered Expression at the sound of a bell ringing from the door opening. The place wasn't what I expected. I was expecting a huge library of CD's, posters of different artist and rock music playing from the speakers. What I found was an old run down place with lots of old instruments and classical music playing a slower version of Fur Elise on the speakers instead. It was strange, but I felt at ease here.

We circled the store admiring the instruments, but not really touching them to avoid further damage. I really didn't pay any attention at first cause no one was monitoring us, but I realized most of the instruments were antiques. We were the only three in the store. Just imagine if we were wild children who enjoy breaking things, then the store would be out of business.

While I was looking I felt something in here calling me and when I looked up I saw it. That beautiful old violin held its own personal spot on a shelf high above any others. It was badly damage, the paint was almost completely chipped and it had some broken strings, but it was still something to look at. I just couldn't stop myself from staring at it.

"Hey Dan", Kevin said. "What are you looking at?"

"That", I said pointing to the violin. "I want it."

"Nick I'm going to give you a boost, Dan has something he wants to buy."

"No you don't have to do that", I protested.

"Hey remember I'm in charged."

Kevin then put his hands together and Nick placed his foot in Kevin's hands to be lifted high to retrieve the violin, but he was coming up a little short.

"I can't reach it", Nick said. "Kevin I'm going to stand on your shoulders, just don't move."

"Don't fall", Kevin said.

"Don't touch that", I voice yelled from behind us.

We all were stunned, making Nick lose his balance and Kevin not being able to hold him up left Nick falling to the ground. Lucky I rose my hands up while Nick was in midair freezing everything. I looked towards the clock high above the front counter and saw it stuck on 12:18 with 32 seconds. The person that yelled at us was near the back room. He was an old tall white man wearing glasses. His gray hair and unshaved bread stood out the most. Like everything else he was frozen as well, so I guess that meant he was human. I looked him once over, but I quickly realized I didn't have much time. My freezing powers only last a little while. I ran over to Nick and made sure I was underneath him before I twisted my left hand unfreezing the room. Everything was now the same. Nick screaming, Kevin looking towards Nick, the man holding his glasses awaiting what would happen next. The only thing different was that I was now standing in another position. In two second flat Nick landed safely in my arms. I quickly sat him up so he would know he was safe on the ground.

"Nice timing", he said.

I smiled, but focused my attention on the old man.

"I'm sorry if I startled you", he said walking towards us. "But whatever you do don't touch that violin."

"Why?" Kevin asked.

"Honestly I don't know myself. Yesterday night I heard something crash in the far woods, then hours later a woman came by and dropped violin off. She was a young woman, but he clothes were badly burnt. She sounded desperate and begged me to keep it so that's what I did.

While he was telling us his story he had a bad habit of shaking. I could tell he wasn't lying, but he wasn't telling us everything.

"Besides, I don't need children in my store breaking my things. So get out."

"Ok were leaving."

As he was kicking us out of his shop I couldn't help but look back at the violin one last time. It was something about it. Something different, something powerful, something magical and I was drawn to it only to be a spectator. AS we left making our way to the pharmacy I noticed two men dressed in black business suits and shades entering Expression. I looked turned around and kept walking to the pharmacy.