1 - The Crash

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I stood looking at my brother only to have the light disappear. I reached out and took my brother's hand as people around me started to scream. The ground trembled. I squeezed his hand trying to get control of my racing heart. A cold and very strong gust of wind threatened to blow me off my feet. I despaired. I was finally able to see but I wish I could not.

In front of me I saw hundreds of people burning to death and being blown around by the wind. I looked towards my brother to see the look of terror on his face. He wouldn't look at me, I needed him to look! But he was too transfixed, he was staring at something ahead. I followed his line of sight to see my father... dying. My heart caught in my throat, he was burning to death. I screamed and turned into my brother's almost empty embrace. The screaming and wailing of others grew louder. "Jynx," someone was calling my name but I refused to look up. "Jynx, we're leaving now!" The voice continued "Daniel we need to go!" they begun to call to my brother. Why would they not let us mourn?! "Jynx, ughhh!"

"Oww!" I shouted as I rolled onto the floor, my brother fell soon after on the other side of the room.

"what's... Oww... Going on?" my brother said as he tried to stand; my father had pushed us out of our beds.

"Your suitcases are in the car, we are leaving now! Hurry up and get outside," and with that my father left the room.

I looked up at my brother who had managed to stand. He looked terrible, probably just as bad as I did. "You too?" he asked me as he reached down to help me up. I nodded though I wasn't completely sure what he was asking. We walked out of the room, through the front door and into the elevator. We stood in silence; mainly because we were tired.

As we got into the car my dad reminded us quickly to put our seat belts on. Normally I would have argued about him being too overprotective but it just did not seem appropriate at this exact moment. "Where are we going?" I asked my father but I already knew the answer, I just wanted to keep myself from falling asleep; anything was better than that nightmare.

My father answered after a short time saying "the airport." It seemed that this was all I was going to receive.

The trip to the airport was quite short, lucky for me I sleep in my normal clothes. The same could not be said of Daniel, he was shirtless and had on one of the ugliest pair of shorts I had ever seen.

We both knew we were moving once again, we move so often that the last three times we had just stayed in hotel rooms. We'd been moving pretty much every 3 - 4 months for the past year. We weren't poor like many people thought, actually it was quite the contrary, we had plenty of money but my father never seemed settled wherever we went. It was upsetting really, we've been home schooled since we were 9 when our father decided he didn't want to enroll us at a new school so many times. I missed school even though there wasn't much of it I remembered, it was mainly just knowing you had somewhere to go or something else to do than sit around in your room. After moving so much most people would assume that you would get used to it but it irked me every time. I really just couldn't do it anymore he has never even given a reason.

Hopping out of the car I walked with them allowing my brother to put my suitcases along with his on the trolley. I held my peace though I was itching to speak. My dad told us to wait as he walked off somewhere to do who knows what and I was left alone with my half naked brother.

It's really quite funny my brother and I look so alike that when we were younger we were often mistaken for a pair of identical male twins. Next to none of our features used to look different, it used to amaze even me that we weren't identical but fraternal twins. It was a lot better now my features were a lot more feminine... but that's about it. I was looking at my brother's face when he said suddenly "so you had the dream too?"

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