Then, she saw me, and I knew that my day was about to get worse.
Lets back up a bit, who am I? who is she? Who are you? Well, maybe that last one you can explore your self. But jokes aside, who am I, well I can answer that, I'm Dylan MacKay, son of Joe MacKay and my mother is dead. I never knew her, and Dad hates talking about her, so we dont. She died in a fire where she saved about 20 people, but she didn't make it; she apparently burned to a crisp in front of Dad. so now to the next burning question; who is she: she is my cousin, but she kind of hates my guts, and her name is Amaya Flocks
And as for how we got here... well it is kind of a long story.
one day I was playing with Amaya when she said
- I bet you can't snap your fingers
- I sure can - I retaliated quickly
- oh yeah... show me - she said smugly (I know you cant she muttered quickly)
feeling attacked, I tried... and tried straight into the night and then Dad called
- Its time for diner then straight to bed
- okay, Dad coming. just three more minutes;
- we're going to be late its, the Christmas dinner, you have to be prepared... come on your cousin is going to be there; I saw how you two were playing in the evening... anyway, why are you trying to snap your fingers...
- she said I couldn't do it. so I have to prove her wrong I said finishing the conversation
So we got dressed (we were already dressed, but we got dressed "nicely") and got on the car and drove off. Let me explain; Amaya was at home because my uncle and aunt were discussing how they were going to go to the feast. They decided to do it at my grandma's house. And they were going to bring her (Amaya) to the dinner. I did not enjoy that at all.
When we got there, I immediately ran to the garden to avoid my cousin. But Dad grabbed me by the shirt as if he were expecting it, which of course, he did.
- You're not getting away that easy Dad said
- but Dad...
I stopped mid-sentence because I saw Amaya in a makeshift pool... but... grandma doesn't have a pool... how did she get it... it had a 5 feet radius and looked about 3ft deep, just about her hight, it looked like she had dug into the earth herself... but that wasn't possible we both were only 6... and to have dug that into the garden of gran. An adult had to have caught her. When she saw that I had seen her, she shrieked and dove into the water... and I saw a shimmer of blue light and, some water hopped out. Probably a bubble. I then told Dad.
- wait for me, I will return. okay
- just come back into the house, something seems wrong...
Just like that I ran into the garden, and I saw the hole, I peered into the "water hole" and saw nothing maybe she got out but how would she have got out with him seeing her, then he felt a pressure on his back pushing him into the hole full of water. And I fell, feeling the water fill up his lungs, he thought he was going to die, but then something pulled him out he heard laughter above, suddenly he knew what had happened, he had fallen for a trap. embarrassed I said
- how did you get out of the water without me seeing you
- MAGIC, she shouted as she kicked the freshly mowed dirt into my face blinding me immediately as she ran off.
I was left sputtering and blinded as I cleaned my face in the water. I was outraged. She had humiliated me now. I was left shivering crouched on the ground. I couldn't even enter the house because I was soaked and muddy. The only way to wash of the mud was to enter the hole, and as you saw, I couldn't swim I walked to the water hole, feeling the freezing water seep into my body, but when I got there, it was empty. I dont mean that it was slightly empty I mean nothing, it was completely empty. the dirt was even seeming to go up slowly
I started to snap my fingers and sparks came out of my fingers, and it was hot enough to dry & char my own shirt it also lit a small flame on a nearby stick
then Dad came out and muttered while he stomped out the flame
-How? There isn't even a hose out here. I'm going to have to discuss this with my sister... -then he said aloud- any way lets get you clean
I was then forced to take a hot bath (I did like that) and eat dinner. while Amaya was glaring at constantly, I should have been the one to be glaring, but she won the post. I HATE her, why does she get to glare at me. I did nothing.
When I got home dad asked what had happened, being a 6-year old I told him everything. He then started a few calls and sent me to my room. In my room, I got confused about what had happened I tried to snap my fingers and just like they did at gramas house they sparked, and a fire started on my bed, it quickly jumped as I got more scared and it spread with my every breath. Suddenly my whole room was on fire... except where I was standing. I tried to walk, sure enough, the unburned part moved with me. I then ran out of my room and out of the house. Then I saw Dad disappear in a shower of sparks, then the whole of the house started burning.
I started to cry for all I knew I had just killed my own father, and my mother was dead. I was now an orphan, then I bumped into Amaya, and we ran together as a team.
