Ten years of age

When we ate

My aunt was still downstairs making dinner and I was still waiting and stalling although I'm not sure where my brother was.
" Dinners ready !!!! Time to eat!!!!" Auntie said with her strong old voice. I pounce down the steps, refreshed from all thoughts and saw all the food on the table. I was like ( O.O ) and auntie was like ( ^^ ).
" Wow Auntie! It's amazing! " I said in amazement. It was amazing. I saw the potpie brother promised me and I saw my favorite homemade Mac and cheese. A turkey was on the table as well. It was a truly delightful sight. My eyes sparkled as auntie served plates. That's when my brother came in the house. He told auntie something I quite didn't understand. Auntie turned to me.
"Get your stuff it is time to go," she said impatiently. I looked confused curios of what's going on. I looked at my brother. Burgly looked worried so I didn't ask any questions and went running to my room to pack.
I found my unicorn backpack and stuffed my cloths and books in my backpack. I found paper and pencils and stuff that in too. Then I grab what my parents left behind, the picture.
I ran downstairs and auntie already packed her cloths food and resources as if we where going back camping.
I studied my brother, I've never seemed him this worried. Every day he leaves right before dinner. Comes back not worried or upset. He would come back normal and calm as always.
We went out the door.
" What's going on auntie?" I said inpatient but she continued pushing me out of the house. Burgly rushed in the car and so do auntie. Auntie went into the passenger seat and Burgly in the drivers seat. He quickly started the engine and we left home. I look behind me and all I heard was a loud BOOM. I saw dust flood the air behind us. Our house beyond that dust was destroyed. Everything was gone. Auntie told me to look ahead and not back. I did so but I was still in shock. I saw auntie cry and my brother punching and kicking ( while driving ) the wheel. I just stare at the cars floor. In silence tears starts flowing down my cheeks. All I felt was pain.
It started to rain. I noticed we were in the middle of no where. Burgly stopped the car and got out putting his hands on his head and started to scream. I continued to stare at the car floor. Then Burgly fell to his knees saying why continuously. I just listened to his pain. Auntie got out a cigar and smoked sitting in the car seat as if she was a bum. I smelled the air and it was stuffy as smoked filled my nose, as tears filled my eyes. Why? Why us?
Auntie finally threw her cigarette out of sight and went to go comfort Burgly as he continues to weep. I get out and start to run towards the open woods. My legs were moving on there own. All I could do was run. Run in circles.