The Day The World Changed Ch1. (Revised)

Everyone has something weird that happens in their life, but some people have weirder things happen then others. That's why some people hate their childhood, I personally liked mine until I started to get older. People say that the older you get the weirder life gets and I totally agree with them but I didn't when I was younger. What I am about to tell you is true, all of it, yes some people like to expand on what happened to make it sound more interesting but I promise you I wont expand on any of it. Trust me all of this is true...
         The day was a Wednesday, there normally is nothing really special about these day's except that its the middle of the week and a lot of high schoolers like myself just can't wait to go home. Well that day was like every other day I got up, got dressed, went downstairs to get something to eat, and make sure molly was getting ready for school. Then I walked  her to the bus, and made sure she got on the bus, and walked the rest of the way to my school.
         That day just didn’t seem like it was going to end I was at the edge of my seat looking at the bell every other second just itching to go as soon as the bell rang. I was so busy watching the clock, I didn’t really pay attention to what the teacher was talking about. I think he was talking about extra terrestrial life outside our universe but who knows I really didn't care at that moment. Wish I had been paying attention now though cause what he was saying probably could have helped me when everything changed.
         The bell rang, I grabbed my stuff and ran out the doors sucking in the ice cold air of New York into my lungs. I knew that some people thought I was weird because everyday even during the winter I would run home, never rode the bus just wasn’t my thing I guess,but I always liked to run didn't like the feeling that I was out of shape and besides I was the running back for the football team and had to keep my shape or I wouldn’t be able to play next year.
         When I got home, I grabbed something to eat and immediately jumped onto the couch and turned the Television on to the closest sport's channel that we had, all it ever really talked about was soccer and I never really counted that as a sport but every now and then it would show, a little clip of last night's game of football or something and that was worth suffering through soccer to see.
         When I woke up later that night, my sister was getting ready for bed and so I decided that I would go up to my room so I wouldn't disturb my parents, the next thing I remember is my parents telling me that they are going out later and should check on my sister if I wake up in the middle of the night. So I went up stairs, changed into my bed clothes, and lay ed down to fall asleep again.
         That's when everything turned upside down. I woke up to a crash coming from another room. I climbed out of bed very quietly and listened again this time I heard a noise like someone talking, so I snuck out of my room and crept down stairs. I stopped and listened for the noise again and this time it was coming from my right, Molly's room! I walked slowly towards her door, and grabbed the knob, slowly turning it clockwise and opened the door just a inch.
         What I had seen was what woke me up, standing on her window sill was a cloak like figure , with my sister in it's arms slung over it's shoulder like a farmer with a feed bag. This figure had a cloaked face not visible from the light of the moon. With it's long arms and toned body, I looked towards it's face to get a better look and all I had seen was blood dripping from it's mouth.
         I started to run towards it and scream at it to let go of my sister but no words had come out of my mouth. That's when I fell out of my bed and woke up. “Weird” I thought, “why would I have a dream like that?” I never really could tell what that cloaked figure was, if I told anyone they would probably have thought it was an alien or something. I don't believe in aliens though, every time someone brought up the subject I would get really bored.
         Since I was up, I Might as well go check on Molly and see if she was OK or still in her room. She always seems to have a knack for sleep walking and we couldn't let her go outside when she is asleep to dangerous. So I got up stretched and then all the sudden I fell to my knees, the vibration from the floor threw me back on my knees. I couldn't figure it out at first, but all the sudden the glass from my window burst and flew around my room like a million flies flying towards food. I shoved my head to the floor and covered my neck. After the glass stopped falling I  jumped up and ran to my window just to see the car across the street burst into flames, and people around it running for their lives. Everywhere I looked people were screaming and trying to gather as much stuff up as possible, some people were laying on the ground crying because they had watched there house burst into flames.          
         I Jumped onto my balcony carefully avoiding the glass shards that were sharp enough to cut open my foot at least and inch thick. I started to look to see what all had happened when I heard my neighbor across the street screaming. I climbed down and ran across the street and stopped right before her house just as the last glass from the top level burst outwards due to the fire that was inside. “Whats wrong?” I asked, “Someone please help me, my baby is in there!” she screamed, threw her hands into her face and started to cry.
         “Don't worry” I said and started to run to the front door of her house, the whole time she kept telling me no it was to dangerous. I kicked open the door and stepped back as the red flames tried to push me out of the house and tell me that I couldn't enter. I waitied for it to die down for a second then sprinted inside, I looked around hoping to catch a glimpse of her baby.  All I had seen was everything on fire, the whole house was just getting eaten away by the fire, I wanted to try and climb the stairs but was afraid of them collapsing feeding me to the fire below.
         I started to check all the rooms in the house, and realized my only option was to climb those stairs. I was started to sweat as I walked towards the stairs, I was about half way up and realized that what they tell you about fire's is true. The smells, the shortness of breath, how fast the fire can spread is all true. I got to the top and turned to the first door on the left. Putting my hand on the bottom of the door I realized that it was ice cold, “ I wonder why the fire hasan't gotten to this room?” I thought. I tried the handle and it turned really easily I looked inside and seen the baby's crib laying there tipped over on the floor.
         I started to panic, “what if I can't find her baby” I thought. Then I heard a faint cry I looked around but couldn't identify where the noise came from. The noise came again but only this time I figured it out. It was coming from the closet I ran to the closet and threw open the door, laying there on top of the clothes was her baby crying and looking up at me like I started the fire. All she wanted was her mommy I could tell, I scooped her up in my arms and ran out of the house barely missing the flames as they licked the back of my shoes as I ran.
         “ My baby!” she screamed, and took her out of my arms. Just then I remembered what I had to do, I had to check on molly to see if she was all right. I ran to the house, climbed my balcony and jumped through my window back into my room. I threw on a shirt, and tried to turn on the light, “weird that were out of power” I thought, I walked to the edge of my bed and leaned down to grabbed my flashlight that I always keep there just in case, and walked out the door.
         I crept down the stairs to my sister Molly's room and peeked through the crack of the door. I started to scan her room, window, toy box, then I looked over to her bed, all the covers were pulled to the far side in a crumpled heap. I ran to the side of the bed started to whisper her name. No voice came back I sat on the side of her bed wondering where could she be. I looked towards her window and noticed that it was still intact.  I started to sit there and watch the smoke and flames from the other building rise into the air. I was getting nervous hoping to find my sister, I didn't want her to be out there in the panic and chaos, but I couldn't figure out where she was. Then it hit me where she could be, The Garden!
         Most kids normally wouldn't think to  look for their siblings in a garden, but taking in the fact that my little sister Molly spends about half of her little life in there, is a deciding factor to take in when looking for her. So I ran out of her room not wanting Molly to be gone when my parents get back because if she is gone when they come home you don't hear the end of it for a couple of day's especially from dad. I barely left  a crack in the door of her room this way she could sneak back in there afterwords just in case my parents get home and they want to check in on her.
         I walked through the bottom part of the house, past the kitchen, through the living room towards the back door. I slid my feet into my shoes, grabbed my coat, and carefully unlocked the back door. I stepped out into the freezing rain, and stood there taking big long breath, I always forget how cold it gets as New York  draws nearer the harsh winters that like to swing this way up north, boy do I wish I was in another state that wasn’t so blasted cold.
         I was standing there for a good 5 minutes before my body started to shiver telling me to hurry up and find my sister. I grabbed the zipper of my New York Giants coat and zipped it up. Then I shoved my hands in my pockets and froze, I had heard a noise coming from directly ahead of me, sounded like little twigs cracking under the weight of a human body. There was something out in the woods walking in my direction. All the sudden I got a huge whiff of something so horrible that it almost makes you puke, it smelt like rotting carcass, the smell only certain things give off, the smell of Death!
         I could feel the adrenaline starting to pump into my blood stream and my senses becoming more alert. “where's Molly?” I thought to myself and “who is in the woods?” Then I heard the noise again but this time It came from the left side of me I turned to look, but I was to late I caught just barely a glimpse of the person running with what looked like a silk cloak on. I started to panic because I realized where it was heading, towards the garden.
         I started to run around the side of the house hoping to catch up to whatever it is and praying that I will find my sister UN-harmed. I'm use to running due to me playing on the football team, and playing track at school, but it felt like I had never ran that fast in my life, and whatever it was, if it had a hold of my sister it was going down, there was no way that I was going to let it hurt my sister. I started to panic as I was getting closer to the side of the house, my socks had gotten soaking wet from the mud and the rain, I hated my shoes because no matter how many I got I always had been able to get holes in them a couple of weeks later.
         I pulled out the flashlight from my pocket and slowed to a walk, whatever was out there I was sure would have heard me by now. I stopped and listened for the slightest hint of noise, maybe I could hear the cloaked person creeping up on me, but the only sound I could hear was my own breathing. I started to creep a little bit closer to the garden, stopping every couple of feet to listen, and I  finally built up enough courage to make a little whisper, “Molly are you out here?” but no answer so I stopped again maybe whatever it was, heard me and decided to start moving in on me.
         All I know is that if it came and attacked me then I would not be  going down very easily, I am not going down with out of fight I reassured myself as I crept a little bit closer. I decided to switch the flashlight on and start scanning the garden for a hint of my sister, or the hooded figure for that matter, at this point I had so much adrenaline in me that I really didn’t care if something tried to attack me I felt like I could take on the world and still live. I started to sweat, I knew that I had to find my sister before it was to late, there wasn’t anything in the world that I wanted right now other then to find Molly. Deep down though I had a feeling maybe she was hurt and couldn't answer me back, or worse Dead. “No” I told myself I will not allow myself to think like that I had to think positive, then I caught a glimpse of what would change my life from then on, I screamed my sister's name as loud as possible not caring what would attack me, or who I would wake up, I ran up to the garden fell to my knees and started to cry.
         There on the ground laying between her two lily plants that she planted over a year ago was her favorite teddy bear,She went everywhere with that bear. I remember like it was yesterday when she got it, I was standing there by the table when she opened it, she was so happy, she had seen it on the television and had wanted it. From that day forward she went everywhere with it, she never let it out of her site, she would fall asleep with it, and she would eat with it, I even caught her trying to bring it to school with her one time. That bear meant the world to her,and it was just laying there soaking wet from the rain, I picked it up and realized something, it was covered in Blood, and in the bear's paw's was a little crumpled up piece of paper!