5.3.18
In an alternate universe....
I was 16, it was another night out with my family. My mom, dad, little siblings, aunt and uncle, my cousin, and me. We were having a night picnic gathering at a park. I had a funny feeling about this night and I didn't know why. I noticed how beautifully the clouds and almost starry sky were and wanted to take a picture. I started heading closer to the end of the park which led to a semi-raised parking lot which on the ledge occupied some boys. When I got to where the boys were, I realized my father had been tailing me the whole time.
I pulled out my camera to show true my intentions of being there and started to take some pictures. After my fourth or fifth picture I realized he had disappeared. A trinket of mine fell of the ledge down about a foot to the other parking lot where my younger sister and mom was, fixing her trinket. My mom was cleaning them before she put them back together. I cringed at the sight of a dead fly in mine. Once my mom finished, she gave both me and my sister our trinkets back.
I got up the ledge but when I turned back, they were gone. The boys started to get up and run away. I wondered what was happening but then I saw my uncle with my little baby brother and some bags in his arms scooping me up and putting me in his jeep. I asked where my aunt and cousin where but I wasn't given an answer, he just drove. It started furiously pouring water from the clouds there was so much it started to look like we went into hyperdrive driving threw it my uncle went through the town, which thankfully had big enough sidewalks to fit a car through.
He drove all the way to my house. It surrounded by woods. It had a dirt road which led to the forest. And a driveway housing two more of my family's vehicles before the actual house. But there were metal walls, so it was impossible to get to my house. I suggested ramming it. But to no avail. We decided to get a bigger vehicle instead. I grabbed my sleeping baby brother in his car seat. Which, unfortunately woke him up. And we switched to a black BMW. I fully strapped my brother in his new seat. And my uncle started to drive. Off my brother started getting really fussy and tugging on his pants.
I took off his pants and diaper asking if hr needed to be changed while grabbing a new diaper from the diaper bag. Then he started going all over his pants and the floor. I asked my uncle if we had pants. And a few minutes later, the situation was fixed. My uncle started driving toward the freeway and I shouted at him that we still had to find my mom and little sister. He hopped out, tossed me the keys, and walked away. It was heavily snowing at this point. He disappeared into the white. I went to the driver's seat adjusted the mirror and said to my brother, "Hang on little bro."

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