Mysteries...

By: StormyOne

The night was cold. That was the first thing I noticed as I stepped off of the train and into Manhattan. I shivered, the wind had whipped off my hat and my hair was now going everywhere. 'Great' I thought, 'mom will love to see me come home like this'.

I swiftly walked by Tibby's, ignoring the looks I got from many of the Newsies. I usually had people stare at me, I was very beautiful, as my parents have said. I just...don't have the greatest personality. My hair is an auburn color, and my eyes are a deep, piercing blue. I had a thin body structure, but I was strong, I had to be...Well, my parents had always told me to stay away from the Newsies, I was just never sure why.

I felt something wet on my arm, I looked down, 'Shit' I silently cursed myself. 'I love the rain, but my dad...he wont be to pleased', I sighed at the thought of another lecture.

I hadn't realized how long I had been walking but there was my house, right on top of the hill. 'Home sweet home' I said sarcastically. I took a deep breath and headed in. I knew it was late, so I had to be as quiet as possible. I reached for the brass knob...It wouldn't turn. 'ugh...' I let out a slight groan. I'll just check the window. 'Damn, that's locked too, what else can go wrong in my amazing life? I mean, I've been lied to, cheated on, and now, to top it all off its raining and I'm locked out!'

Just then, I remembered the tree in the backyard. A sly smile crept onto my face. 'Hmm, it will be tricky, I mean, it is my parents room, but they have never locked their window before, why would they now?' I slowly made my way to the back of our house and started up the tree. 'There we go'. I looked in my parents bedroom window only to see that they weren't there. 'huh...o well'. I surreptitiously crept onto the window sill and lowered my self in. 'Wonder where they are...'I asked myself as I was carefully walking toward the hallway.

'whoooooaaaaaaa!' I blurted out as I had tripped over something. I sat with my face down on the floor for a minute to re-collect myself and make sure I hadn't woken anyone. "what the hell was that?" I said allowed. I turned to sit on my butt and I rubbed my nose. 'Peachy, its bleeding.....' I thought to myself. I couldn't see since it was pitch dark but felt around to find what I had tripped over. I reached out in front of me and grabbed something. "oh my god..." I whispered, It was my mom. I had just the realized that the blood on my nose was not that of my own, but my parents. I looked to my right and I saw a pool of blood by my fathers head. His face was white and filled with fright. "How did this happen?" questioned. I didn't have time to think about it, I had just then remembered my sister, Emily. I walked shakily to her room, silently praying that she hadn't come to the same fate as my parents. She was younger then me, but the only one in the family that I had cared about. I opened her door slightly and I already knew she was dead. I walked in hesitantly trying to prepare myself for the worst. I looked at her. It was hard, she had been stabbed, in many places. It made me want to throw up, but I saw it, on her face, a look of sheer terror. I wanted to run, and get away, I just couldn't believe it had happened to her. I looked over her body, looking at the gashes and then down the her wrists. I saw her bracelet. My parents had given it to her for her 13th birthday, just last week. It had her name on it, written in silver. I had to take it, it was the only object I really had to remember her by. I gently glided it off her wrist and carefully placed it on mine.

I didn't know what to do, or how I was going to survive. I decided to take my parents money, which wasn't much, just 100 dollars. I couldn't take anything of Emily's, even though she was dead, I would have never felt right...

I headed for the door and realized that this was it. This is what I have been waiting for for 16 years.