• all six of us, tom, jon, jim, mary, bryan, and i, sat in the back of the pick-up truck.none of us said much.we were all caught in our own thoughts to say anything to anyone.and i can tell you what i was thinking. i was thinking of everyone i won't ever see again.thinking of all the good times i had with my dad and mom.thinking about all of those senseless fights i used to have with my sister.the more i thought about it the more tears i'd have to hold down.i wasn't going to cry, i would never lose my cool infront of my friends.and it must be a guy thing cuz mary was balling her eyes out.the only thing we heard was her whining for hours.

    "will you shut up!"bryan said with a heartless tone in his voice.the voice that always scared me because it felt like he was going to murder us."you've been crying for hours, pull yourself together!"
    "no you shut up!"mary said sobbing"i will never see anyone in my family again!"
    "well you could at least tone it down a bit!"bryan said back.
    "your so mean!don't you miss anyone you love!!!"mary yelled at him.and suddenly bryan was quiet."well!?!"mary said in a jerkish tone.bryan said nothing.he didn't even look in her direction."look at me you heartless son of a-"
    "can't you see he doesn't want to talk to you!!!"tom screamed at mary.
    "he started it!"she said back
    "screw who started it!you kept going!"he yelled back.

    then there was silence.not a word seemed to come from anyones mouth.mary's crying stopped.everything was silent.all you could hear was the sound of a car engine as we drove along the black road.

    it was starting to get dark and the sunset, which i never seemed to notice before,was beautiful.all of the colors seemed to blend.we all decided to stop for the night in a little urban town. we went into a little shop for flash lights and batteries.the shop was small, like the ones that were also a gas station.it carried all types of food drinks and a little camping supplies.thats when i did something i would never forget in my life.i had my first ciggarett.

    as me and mason were looting the shop for items, mason always had something distrating him.he would always look over his shoulder before getting something and before walking out.always in the same direction.
    "mason, what are you looking at?"i asked in a little snooty attitude since he was taking his good old time looking over his shoulder.
    "pat, its been a rough day, almost everyone is gone off the face of the earth.how about a cig."he said.
    "what?"
    "well people say they relax you, why not try it?"
    mason dropped a bunch of sprite on the ground and jumped over the counter.he took 2 packs and a handful of lighters.i walked over,tempted,what if its true.what if cigs can get me out of this personal hell that i'm in.maybe.
    mason gave a pack and a lighter.i put one of the camel ciggaretts in my mouth.i lit the lighter and moved it twords the end.it was lit.i breathed in and.
    "cough cough!"i choked out as i took it out of my mouth.
    mason however seemed to like it. he said it was relaxing.if only it was for me.however i did find something relaxed me.when we lit a fire ,using some gasoline, i the middle of the street.i have learned that fire was what relaxed my senses.its just so beautiful.so red, yellow, and orange.what made it better was that i was nexted to the person i loved, devonn...

    [look for chapter 6]