chapter 1: the family

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Our family started when our parents adopted all four of us from an adoption agency we were younger. I would say we had the greatest parents I mean they were the greatest cops in the town who could ask for anything cooler. We never really got to play with the other children because we were all homeschooled because we were expelled or recommended to be homeschooled. My older brother Marcus because for show and tell he brought his favorite knives and me because I brought matches and started a fire and convinced Terry to eat it. One of my younger sister,Mia, was because when it was her turn to tell a story she told the whole class how to kill someone and get rid of the body without getting caught and finally my other younger sister,Mickey, because she pushed Shelly off the monkey bars and went playing as Shelly was wailing about her broken arm. And when she was in the principal and was told to apologize she refused because Shelly skipped her in line and "got what she deserved." Even when our name got around the town about how we were all going to be the next serial killer our parents would always show us unconditional love and told us that we were superheroes with powers nobody understood however we were all given rules that we must never break. But Halloween was when we could bend the rules because our parents would turn the mansion into a haunted house and everybody would come because we would put on a show that would make the kids running to the hills because of how scared they were. I would throw with fire Marcus would throw knives at apples that the kids would throw. Mia would tell the scariest stories with gore details and Mickey would make sure that everything went right no special treatment no matter what, sadly wheelchair Gary had to find out the hard way. However, our family was always on the outside but on the spotlight at the same time like the time when the movie theater burned down and all the town people pointed the finger at me and I was dragged in the station at the age of 9 when it was really an accident from the popcorn machine. And that was why our parents decided to buy a mansion that was far from the town so we could live in peace. However, we could never get away from the town's people speculation whenever something bad ever happens in town ,which eventually led our parents to never take us or let us go to town. But we never complained because all we ever needed was our parents and each other, however nobody told us that one day they would go to town one day and never come back. After the first day of them not coming that night agent Cole, our parent's best friend, came to the house and told us the news and that was the first time we all cried,even Mickey. In our parents will there were only three things which was they gave us everything as long as we always follow the rules, we listen to agent Cole from now on and three years after their death they want us to go back to school. So here we are three years later the day before the first day of high school and we are all a mess.

"So who is excited for school tomorrow?" Cole asked causing all of us to groan as we were all seated around the table.

"Come on, I remember my high school years, it is one of my favorite years of my life" he said happily as he stuffed his face with mashed potatoes.

"Did everybody hate you before you even started?" Marcus asked causing Cole to chuckle.

"Nobody hates you guys now I am going to be here by 8:30 I want you to all be dressed to impress understood now rules" he said as he stood up and clapped his hands.

"No fires after 7:30" I said rolling my eyes.

"I'm putting my knives up now" Marcus said as he ran upstairs.

"My laptop is in your car" Mia said annoyed.

"I will smile before I go to bed" Mickey said picking at her food.

"Good now you guys rest up don't forget positive idea, positive outcome" he said as he headed out the door leaving us to our own thoughts.

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