This all started a while ago. When it was just me, my idiot brother, my dad, and my evil step-mom. It was just a normal day, but it almost switched instantly! It was a Sunday, I remember, a bright Sunday and I woke up with the sound of a crow pecking at my window. My brother Hansel was still fast asleep, snoring up a storm. I snatched my slingshot, only made of wood and a rubber band and picked up a dirty rock lying under my bed. Quickly as I could, I pressed the rock against the rubber band, holding the base with a firm grip I shot the rubber band and it went flying towards my brothers face. He woke with a start, but still with an excited grin on his face he shook the grin off and went back to sleep. I then shot the slingshot once more, but Hansel did the same thing over. What an idiot! But he's my brother, and I love him. But suddenly I hear voices coming from a small whole in the wall.
"We can't feed these dumb children anymore, I have a plan. We will SAY we are going out to get some fire wood, but we'll leave the poor saps stranded in the woods, more food for us!" "Honey we can't just leave them all alone, they'll die without us!" "That's not our problem, so it's settled tomorrow morning!" "But honey, NO BUTTS!" Uh oh, this bad.
