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prologue

(Alex)
I dont know much about what happened,I was only eight years old when my parents died. All I know now is that my brother is the only thing I have left. We are alone, just the two of us, we have come along way but, it doesnt matter how far we have come we have twice as far to go. The first week or so was when we knew what day it was and which way to go, but after that the days ran into each other. Its like the sun just came up and went down, thats all it did. We didnt know what month, or even year it was, no sense of direction. we got up every morning walking in the direction our feet took us.

(Max)
I remember everything about the horrid day that my parents died. It was a Wendesday, we were all in the car. My sister Alex, my brother Randy, my mom Rose, and my dad Jack. We were on our way to get icecream,I was thirteen, Alex just three, and Randy had just turned twelve. My father is driving, my mom is in the passenger seat, they are talking in hushed tones.
I cant make out what they are saying and of course Alex and Randy have no idea what is going on. They are playing pattycake.
My dad turned to kiss my mom on the cheek, as he is doing that he doesnt see the semi coming. Dad ran the red light and the semi hit the car head on, even though they were wearing seatbelts they went through the window, Randy hit his head on the window, and my whole body went over alex to protect her.
Alex and I walked away with a few scratches, but I can not say the same for my only brother and parents. After we stopped spinning I got Alex and I out of the car, and borrowed the truck driver's cell phone. I called the police, they said that I would have to go into a foster home.
I would have to be seperated from Alex. We stayed long enough for the funeral, and I snuck out and went to get Alex, i got her and now we are on the run. Every night we stop to sleep, I have a night mare about the crash. I am glad Alex was only three when it happened, and I know eventually she will ask questions about that day. Eventually I will have to tell her. She is six now, I am sixteen and we are still on the run...


Prologue#2
(Alex)
I don't know much about what happened. I was only three years old when my parents died. All i know now is that my brother is the only thing I have left. We are alone, just the two of us, we have come a long way, but it doesn't matter how far we have come twice as far to go. My brother always says " The first week or so was when I knew what day it was, and which way to go. After that the days ran into each other. I didn't know what day or even month it was. I had no sense of direction. We got up and went the direction my feet told me to take you." We usually don't know what day it is untilwe go through a large city.

(Max)

I remember everything about the horrid day that my parents died. It was a Wednesday, we were all in the car. my sister, Alex, my brother, Randy,my mom, Rose, and my dad Jack. We were on our way to get icecream, I was thirteen,Alex just eight, and Randy had just turned twelve.My father was driving, my mom was in the passenger seat, they were talking in hushed tones.
I couldn't make out what they were saying, and of course Alex and Randy had no idea what was going on, they were talking about video games.
My dad turned to kiss my mom on the cheek, as he was doing that he did not see the semi coming.Dad ran the red light and BANG!the semi hit the car head-on, even though they were wearing seat belts they went through the window.
At that point I was scared to death. You know when people say " i just saw my life flash before my eyes"? Well, now I know what they are talking about. I saw almost every memory I had.
I thought to myself, " I cant't help mom and dad but Ican help either my brother or sister. I ended up choosing my sister,it was not favoroitism,I chose her because,Isaw Randy bust his head on the window, so I covered Alex with my whole body.
By the time the car stopped rolling the police were already there. I talked to one, and he said I would have to be seperated from my sister, when the policeman said that, i decided we would stay for the funerals and we would run away.
The funeral was three days later and on that ay i got all three obituaries. They all died on August fifteenth,2003
I kept the obituaries,and to this day they are in my backpack along with there picture.
The night of the funeral I snuck out and got Alex. Now we are on the run. We walk by night and sleep by day. Every morning we stop to sleep,I have the same nightmare of that day
I am glad Alex was only eight when it happened I know, eventually she will ask questions, and eventually I will have to tell her.
She is thirteen now, I am eighteen,and we are still on the run....

Publication Date: 07-21-2010

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