Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Suspense/Mystery

   My eyes opened,  and I stared at the ceiling for about two minutes before I got the nerve to get out of bed. Today was my birthday, and I was alive, even though my parents weren't. My little brother was my motivation for EVERYTHING. I wouldn't even get out of bed if he weren't here. I stretched, and pulled the covers up over Elliot before I left the room. After my parents' death, Elliot and I ran away, leaving the rest of the world behind.  I stole my parents' car and we drove out of Jacksonville Florida, and landed in Orlando. I parked the car three  miles away from the woods then Elliot and I grabbed the few things we brought from the house (5 cans of soup, two tents, two sleeping bags, three big knives from the kitchen,  one of my dad's swords that he kept in the garage as a souvenir,  and a small hand gun, as well as three small boxes of bullets). We walked deep into the woods, keeping out an eye for anyone who might have been in the woods with us. After walking for about and hour, Elliot spotted what looked like an abandoned cabin. I took a deep breath, and grabbed Elliot's hand, then I started making my way toward the cabin.