• I'm lost in a sea of death, deceit, and lies. My siblings were brutally murdered by a man who killed his wife and scared the living daylights out of his kid. Later he died in a car accident the same day my parents left for their vaction in California. They are going to come home to no kids, no noise, no banging pots and pans, No more ' mommy please's', no more.
    After my mom calls Kristy, our baby sitter, She goes over the rules of being away.
    " Watch out for Cody, make sure the dog doesn't eat his starwars people. Oh, and make sure Kristy feeds Sam. Can you do that?" I nodded.
    " Good,". That was the last time I heard the symphony of my mother's voice. My Dad says the usual Don't talk strangers, do do drugs, I love you goodbye. Hugs, kisses, homework. I have to do homework on this beautiful sunday morning while my brother and sister get a wagon ride. I guess that homework saved my life that fine spring morning. Kristy came back with tears filling her pine green eyes. Her pretty-in-pink tee was painted with blood , luke skywalker in one hand and the handle of the wagon in the other. Together we ran down to the road. We saw starwars, pollys, blankets, and the flipped wagon with an entire side dented in-ward out of shape pinning my five-year-old brother nearly tearing him apart. An elderly woman called the police and we could hear the sirens from here. My sister was half in the wagon and half three feet away. When the police took the bodies away they asked Kristy for the number to my parent's hotel. A woman police officer asked If I was at the scene when the semi hit them. I told her that homework saved my life, school saved my life, Mrs. Anderson saved my life. Then I ran. I ran to the one place I knew I could be alone; my tree fort in the middle of the woods. I ran home and grabbed my mom's moutian bike and biked. I biked untill I reached my destination. The three cops that had ran after me were so far behind that they couldn't see me when I turned into the woods.

    John was asleep when his dad got angry and killed his mom accidentally. His dad was so devastated that he drove the semi and ran over two little kids, Later slamming into a small building aferwards. Dad's dead, Mom's dead, I'm outta here. He decided to bike to the big woods and see if he could find a treehouse. He took three bags of food and a backpack full of clothes, zipped it closed and peadled off. Half an hour later he passes a girl also on a bike. She was crying.
    " Hey! Why are you crying? You don't want to crash do you?" John asked looking at her when he could.
    " You try having your brother and sister practicly split in two by a speeding semi!!" Katie shouted at him.
    " My mom and dad killed each other,"John said. He felt bad for her.
    " Excuse me but do you have a name or am I to call you boy for the time being?" Katie interrupted.
    " Yeah, John and yours?"
    " Katie. You want to come with me to my tree house?" Katie asked. She wondered if this was such a good idea but dismissed the thought.
    " Sure, you running from the cops too or are is this just a spot to hide?"
    " Running, What about you?"
    "Parents died so I took my mom's money, took some clothes, pillow, food too,"
    " John we're almost there want to tell me anything before we get there?"
    " No, besides we'll have pleanty of time to talk and stuff like that,"
    When they made the last strech of the ride through the woods everything grew quite between the two runaways. When they finally came to the clearing with the tree house John asked,
    " Is it weather proof?"
    " Yeah, I could last forever if needed. " Katie said rather proud of the house she made. They climbed the rope and both made beds out of the cots and slept. They slept for what seemed like weeks. John awoke with a jump; he was dreaming about his parents. They were asking him to do thing that he didn't want to do. He knew it was a dream but he couldn't say no. They were his parents, How could he? He looked at the girl that he had met yesterday. She looked like she was having a bad dream too.Her face was twisted in an awkward position. The blankets were twisted and turned in her fist. She was rolling around a bit but if her dream went to a new level she would roll right out of the bed. Her dream must have been really bad beacuse she ended up not just rolling out of the bed but almost all the way to his end of the Tree house. She was pretty and he had to admit it. Her brown hair spiraled out like ocean waves. Her skin looked like it was angle soft to the touch. Just pure beauty. Her eyes fluttered open as she layed there. She stood up and walked over to one wall of the the house. She yanked on a string that I hadn't noticed before and a green notebook and a pencil fell out of a small hole in the boards. SHe began to write about her dream. Her handwriting captivated John. He was surprised that there was this much talent in her. When she was done she looked up and stared directly into his eyes. Not being a coward John stared also. Yet another thing he found beautiful about her, Her eyes were seas of crystal sapphire. Simply breathing taking, he thought. Everything about her was beautiful. Beautiful was the only word that encomppased everything and gave it a good meaning. He felt that she had fallen into his life to help him through all the crap he was going through right now.
    Katie's dream was hurtful and she was pleased to see John's concerned eyes stareing at her than the ceiling tiles. She was amazed at the brightness of his bright blue eyes showing their own display. She could tell she was going to like having him here. He was strong she could tell and he cared about her and that was an interesting feeling she felt. Did she care about him? Maybe. But first things first.
    " Can we get some food? Maybe a deck of cards and a few books?" John asked breaking the silence.