OOC
Well heres the story)
IC:
It's dark, very dark I couldn't see within an inch from my face. "Where am I?" I yell awaiting for someone to respond, nothing comes back just echoes that cut through the darkness and fly back at me. I look around frantically i'm scared there is no one here, mom where are you I wonder. I walk forward hoping to stumble upon light but nothing appears it's an abyss is there no end to this darkness? After wandering around for hours or so it seemed nothing seemed to happen I began to give up. All of a sudden I was surrounded by with lights, people, and voices. Voices coming from everywhere. Where am I, I wonder to myself. What's happening? My body begins to press forward as if i'm not controlling it, what's going on. I look around scared frightened. I scream "Someone help me, please help me!!" No one seemed to know I was around no heads turned no nothing. My body is moving towards the middle of the busy street I try and stop it but nothing is working my body won't function. I hear honking now, now someone knows i'm here. My body stops dead in the middle of the street I try to move but I can't, why can't I move. Lights of a city bus come flying at me not slowing down all I hear is BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!!!!
Everything fades to darkness as I come back to reality my alarm clock going off I lunge forward jumping out of bed looking around in a panic. I'm in my room. It was all a dream only a dream.
6:00 am Saturday morning
"Honey wake up" my mom yells through out the house. Relieved i drop my weight as slouching relaxing. "MICHAEL, WAKE UP" my mother yells again. "I'm already awake" I scream back.
"Well get ready then, it's time to go to gymnastics." Man I say to myself I hate gymnastics. "Do I have to go mom, it's so boring." I ask. "Yes you have to go, you know I need to teach this class son. We need all the extra money we can get. and i'm not leaving you and your sister home alone again"
Why you do every other night of the week and you probably will tonight . I say under my breath. We are not the richest people. We're actually not rich at all. For as long as I remember it has only been me, my mom, an my little sister. My dad is apparently to good for us. I've never met the guy. Since there is no dad around I have to be the man of the house basically. You know how hard it is to be the man of the house at the age of 13? My sister Elizibeth or liz is three years younger than me. Our mother is an alcholoic an has been for a long time. An abusive alcholoic at that. Now as the man of the house I lock my sister in my room when my mom gets to violent i take the hits, I exchange the words. So I haven't had much of a child hood really. I go to school come home and as soon as my mom gets home from work she starts drinking. The only time this changes is every saturday when we go to gymnastics and she always insists we go because it's good for us. Like she's one to say whats good and whats not. We've been going to class for about 5 yrs. Now don't get me wrong every great once in awhile she wont drink and we will have a family night it's always fun. Every time we have a family night my mom apologizes to both me and my sister about her alcholism about what she does to us when she's drunk. Every time she says shell change.. She never does but oddly enough I love her to death. I would do anything for her she is my mother after all. Although this day started off the same as every saturday, it ended much different.
Our gymnastics class was extended for another hour for some sort of competition. The gymnastics usually only lasts 2 hrs this day it lasted 3. It always starts at 8. There is always people watching, but this time was different there was all the same people except one man. One man that kept starring at my mother and sister. The man starred at them until the class was over. He just seemed to stand out. On the drive home we did random stops like grocery shopping and ran some random erronds. Everywhere we went this same man was there. Starring he had a deep stare. The man couldn't but only be 18 so I suppose he wasn't such a "man". He gave off an eerie vibe though. This man followed us all the way home my mom eventually noticed but she didn't think a lot of it eventually turning. We pulled up to the crappy neighbor hood we lived in. There was always crime around our neighbor hood. Probably not the greatest place to raise kids, but what part of or life was a great way to raise kids.
10 pm saturday night
The rest of the day went by pretty quick. It was one of them lucky nights where mom didn't drink. We was watching a movie all in the living room on our couch. Everything was going great, Then all of a sudden one of our windows broke. We all screamed "hurry go to your room and hide" my mom whispered as we all dropped to the floor. Me and Liz crawled to the room liz went under the bed and I hid in the closet.. My mom screamed "No not you, what do you want from me.?" I could hear the terror in her voice. The deep voice said "I don't want anything with you, I tried to settle things with you but you didn't want to agree with my terms. So i'm taking things into my own hands." My moms voice crackled as she said "What do you mean?" The man then yelled "mantis come here." Then it was silent for a few minutes with whispers very light whispers here and there. I began to cry. I cried quietly hoping the man wouldn't hear me. Then all of a sudden the deep voice said " Find the children." I hear my mom scream "No, leave my children alone. Please not my children." The man then "says shut up *****, I told you. You have something of mine and I want it." My mom screamed "we can work something out." Her voice it was so scared. I could hear the tears, the fear. The deep voice then said "it's to late for that." I could see the shadows my mom was coming closer to the door atleast I hope it was mom. "please let it be mom" i said to myself. Then a seen another shadow, this one was weird looking it looked like it had swords for hands. All of a sudden I seen the sword hands shadow move quick. I hear my mother scream at the same time a very loud scream as the swords shadow slices through my mother as blood splaters on the bed room door. I didn't know what to believe. Tears began to flow even more. At the same time I hear my a voice say "come here" as he reached underneath the bed. My sister screams, I can hear her scream I see the man with swords for arms pull her from beneath the bed. I couldn't do nothing my body was frozen as if I couldn't control it I was so scared. My body was frozen with fear. I couldn't do nothing this scary man was taking my little sister and i couldn't do nothing about it. I heard the deep voice yell "do you have them yet" the sword mans voice who I assumed was Mantis responds. "No not yet I only have one of them." The deep voice again yells "Fine just grab the one I have half of what I want, but we cant leave evidence" The Mantis leaves the room. I close my eyes it seems to be the only thing I can control. I whisper to myself "please let this be another dream please let this be another dream." I smell smoke as it begins to get hot. I start to crawl out of the closet but only to meet a flame eye to eye. The heat was so intense. The house was so bright. I start to go back towards the coset as the fire zips to it before I could. So I go to where my sister was moments ago. Under the bed as I do debris start falling from the ceiling mostly being caught by the bunk bed me and my sister had. I start to cough and choke everything gets dark again my eyes close.
Sometime later
I open my eyes, there was no fire I still could smell where it once was. It was pitch black again and all so familiar feeling. I could feel pressure on me. I began to struggle but I couldn't move I see one simple beam of light but I couldn't get to it. I hear foot steps. I scream "help me please help me." The foot steps get closer as it begins to brighter. I see a figure I expecting it to be a fireman or a cop. My hopes get high as the debris get pulled off me. A lone man a scruffy man with torn up clothes and holes in his jeans. His smell so strong the it over powered that of the fire. The man says "hey man are you ok man?" I look around wondering why there wasn't any cops, no fire fighters. No nothing I couldn't help but to wonder why? Why was no one here, no one except this man. The man repeated himself "he man are you ok man?" As he snapped his fingers. I responded after shaking my head a bit brushing myself off I said "yeah i'm ok thanks for the help" but before I could even finish the man was running the other direction with arms full of stuff. My stuff my familys stuff. The only things that survived the fire. I look around confused, not knowing what to do. I say to myself "what am I going to do? Where am I going to go. I have no one... How am I suppose to survive. I look around to the beat up neighborhoods with the grafitti on all the walls. How is a 13 yr old supposed to survive by himself in a neighborhood like this? I begin to walk, no where to go. There was no one around to help me. We don't even have cops at this part of the neighbor hood. I put my hands into whats left of my pockets. I walk aimlessly for hours. I didn't even know what time it was. I could of been knocked out for three days and I would have no idea. I would not even have any way of knowing that. As I walk, I notice a water hose. Surprised this neighborhood even had water hoses. I walk to it turning the water on rinsing as much of the coal as I could off of me. I then turn the water off and continue walking. Soaking wet. Man why would this happen to me? How could this happen to me? I start to cry again thinking of my mom being killed in front of my eyes and my sister being kidnapped. I couldn't do anything about it. All I could do is sit there frozen. Crying. What kind of 13 yr old sits in his closet and cries.. Then again I have never been the strong type. I'm like 5 ft 10 an100lbs. I've seen sticks bigger than me. I have always been bullied since I was a kid. I guess I had a smart mouth and nothing to back it up. The thoughts of how pathetic I am just made the tears flow harder. I sit on a corner up the road, in the middle of the city all by myself. Yet again alone. I'm always alone. I wipe the tears from my eyes an try to clear my head. All that came to mind was the screams. My mothers screams, my sisters screams. The sight of blood splattering across my bedroom door ran across my eyes. My mothers blood. I shake my head to get the horrid sights out of my mind.
Day light began to fade and night crossed the sky.
I have no where to sleep I said to myself. I look around at the bums of my city of my part of town. Where do they sleep? I wandered the nighttime streets. I eventually just seen a wall with no one around. I went to it and just sat then laid. I tossed and turned wondering where this person took my sister and why did they take her. My mind was full of thought. Eventually the world started to fade as I feel asleep.
DAY 1
All of a sudden it was bright the sun was peering into my eyes. I suppose it is morning. I sat up rubbing my eyes. I then leaned against the wall. My dreams slowly appeared in my mind all I dreamth about was my moms death. My sisters kidnapping. I was officially screwed. The only thing I could do was get up and walk. My stomach hurt I was so hungry but I had no food. What will I eat? I continued to wander aimlessly.
What seemed to be hours later
My stomach really started to growl. I have never not had food to eat when ever I wanted. As I started to pass the business district of down town the auroma of food begin to hit. I kept walking then all of a sudden. I hear someone yell "hey you punks get back here" I look to my left as I see to or 3 younger people in torn up clothes and baggy pants run out of a building and right after a rather large slightly bald man in a white shirt green pants and an aipron running after them shaking his fist. The began to run down an alley way what looked to be a dead end. The man continued to follow he said "where the hell are you going to go now punks". The kids kept running as if they were going to run straight into the wall but right before they got to the wall they jumped slightly seeming to run up the wall then they kicked off the wall to the left grabbing the top of a building and easily pulling themselves up continuing to run. The buildings were decently close. These dude would jump from one roof top to another roof top to another and so on. Right before landing theyd always do a roll. I happened to be inbetween two buildings as they jumped over. Something feel nailing me in the head as they soared through the air. I look down to see a thing of cheap hot dogs fall from the mans pockets. "They stole food?" I wondered. I picked up the hot dogs and as I did, the bald man yelled "hey you! Bring that here." I was so hungry I didn't know what to do. My first instinct was to run the oppisite direction. I turned down an alley I kept running it felt like forever. Finally I stopped as the alley seemed to end. Figures jumped from the roof tops on to a light post and then jumped off the light post. The turned to look at me they then screamed "hey you, come here" I immediatley turned to run the other direction, as I did I ran right into something knocking on my ***. I looked up it was a man, a shaggy man with torn clothes and a beard order worse than rotted flesh. The man slimed and said "Hey Man, I remember you man." I looked at him confused. He then said "yeah man from that burnt down house man." Sure enough it was the bum who took off running with our left over stuff. I stood up slowly as I did I heard foot steps of the other people running towards me. The shaggy man put out his hand saying "Naw man he is cool man" as soon as the words came out the foot steps stopped.
. Also you are right it is plain thats why the very first picture was basically just a template I am trying to get away from the plainness if I could 
