Cry Little Sisters

Santa Carla

Four teenage boys were walking around a carousel. The first guy, who was the leader, had platinum blond hair that had a punk style with blue eyes and was wearing a black leather jacket. The second guy had long dark hair with brown eyes and a leather jacket with no shirt. The third one had the look of a true rocker. He had long wild blond hair, that was similar to the Twisted Sister band, and blue eyes. He wears a black coat that reaches his knees with the sleeved rolled up to his elbows and split up the back, ending at his waist. The last one had curly blond hair with blue-green eyes. He wore a multi color design print leather jacket with a white shirt that look like it was too small for him.

The leader flirts with a young blonde girl by putting his gloved hand on her cheek causing her boyfriend to get jealous. They get into a fight and the leader was about to get into it too but before he can do anything he's pulled backwards and a police baton is held against his throat.

"I told you to stay off the boardwalk," a security guard states.

"Okay boys, let's go," the leader says calmly, and the four of them leave. Then the guard turned to the other kids, "You too, off the boardwalk." The four boys get off the carousel and leave.

Later after the boardwalk has closed down the security guard is walking to his car. He hears something and is then being chased by something flying, he tries to get in his car, but it's locked. The guard is attacked as the car door is ripped off and all what can be heard is his screams.

The next day a car with four children, their mother and three dogs are driving towards Santa Carla, California. The youngest one started yawning and her eyes were getting droopy. Her sister, who was playing with her etch a sketch, notices this and pats her sister's cheek for her to wake up.

"Cathy, Mom wants you to stay awake until we get there," nine-year old Julie Emerson reminds her little sister Catherine.

Catherine yawns again and pouts, "But I'm sleepy."

Their mother, Lucy, who heard their conversation spoke, "Honey your sister is right. We're almost to Santa Carla, so I need you to stay awake until we get there, okay? Then we'll stop, get something to eat and use the bathroom before we get to Grandpa 's house. Okay honey?"

Catherine nods, "Okay Mommy."

When Lucy Emerson divorced her husband after too many fights, financial troubles soon followed, so Lucy packed up and took her two sons and two daughters with her and moved from Phoenix, Arizona to live with her widowed father in Santa Carla, California.

Sam rolls his eyes. "She is so spoiled," Sam mutters.

"Oh grow up Sam," Julie snaps.

Julie Emerson was sitting in the back of the car with her seventeen-year old brother, Michael and her five-year old sister Catherine, while her fourteen-year old brother, Sam, sat up front with their mother, Lucy. Their three dogs also sat in the back with him. Sam's dog, Nanook was sitting on one side of the car in the back. Baltogo, Catherine's dog, was lying on the floor. Julie's Bichon Frise, Bonnie, sat on her lap while her owner was playing with her etch-a-sketch and Catherine was looking out the window at all of the sights, all the while Michael and Sam were arguing with their mother over what song to play on the radio.

"Keep going," Sam said to her.

"Hey, I like that song," Lucy replied.

"Keep going, Mom," Sam said. He turned it again, and it went to a classical station.

"Oh, how about this?" Mom asked.

"Hang on," Michael said, leaning forward from the backseat, and changing the channel.