• I was about to kick the door, but Damon’s hands were on my shoulder, “The radio said that there was a storm last night and it froze up the locks on some doors or something.”
    “WHAT?!” Emma and I turned around and looked at him…

    I think he realized just then that he was trapped in a house with crazy people because he tried to pull the door open. Emma wondered to the kitchen not upset, she always was like that, think positive yet she bottles up her real feelings and then reveals them to just shut you off from them. Its confusing, I walked to the television and plopped down on a leather lazy-boy and clicked the power button. The news was covering the strange storm. I got bored after a minute and switched to cartoons. Roadrunner was on, I had always secretly wished that one day coyote would catch roadrunner and get him good. I thought of an anvil falling down on roadrunner, or a slingshot with dynamites hitting him. Or the more recent one, the one playing out in front of me. Coyote put a boulder on a cliff and planned it just right to smash himself. I felt an odd feelings, almost like realization, yet sadness. My life was roadrunner. The one thing I wanted, a normal life, was roadrunner. I was coyote, planning all these schemes that would never catch roadrunner. But never giving up is what I did. I clicked to a different channel not really seeing it. Right now I wanted it to rain and I wanted to sit in it. Its what I did often, when ever it rained I would walk, talk, run, sit or whatever. I loved the rain, you can cry and no one sees it expresses your deeper pain. I stood up and stretched. I walked to the kitchen and grabbed an apple and turned it around in my hand, I delicately took a bite. After taking a couple bites Damon walked in holding something shiny in his hand hiding it behind his back. I stared at him waiting for his confession. Not surprisingly he didn’t even look at me, I stood up and held my hand out. He slowly gave me the shiny object. It was the door knob, “How?” He shrugged, I was to tired to deal with him so I went to the door to see the screws were missing. I was getting pretty mad when I realized I couldn’t go outside, I placed the knob on a near by table and walked up to my room. I rolled over my bed to the window. I looked out to see the rain pattering against the house and puddles forming on the ground. I wanted so badly to go. I walked to my closet and grabbed my dark blue jacket. I switched to my boots and walked to the emergency closet and dug for a rope, I found a rock climbing red rope. I hitched it over my shoulder and continued to my room. I put my back into opening my window. Once it was forced open I threw the rope down and tied the other end to my bed post. I grabbed my gloves and threw on leg over the windowsill and grabbed the rope with my hands. This wasn’t my first time of sneaking out. I pushed my feet against the house and did this til I was close enough to jump to the ground safely. I jumped and made a splash. I walked around to the driveway. My favorite place no one knew about was the garage roof. There was a tree in the front that let someone onto the garage’s roof. I shimmied up the tree and swung myself onto the roof. My clothes were already wet. I found my usual place on the roof and laid down. I spread my arms and legs as if I was about to make a snow-angel. I thought if I really wanted to be immortal or if I wanted to be normal… this was a problem. I didn’t know what to do. After an hour or so the rain stopped. I sighed and reached for the tree, I got down the tree and walked to my room. I looked at the rope and pulled myself back up, going up was the hard part. When I got up I was panting. Damon was sitting on my bed and looked at me. I ignored him and walked to my dresser and picked out my sweats and a tank top. Damon got up and grabbed my arm and I pulled it away, “Im wet, cold, and confused. I would like to take a shower.” He nodded and moved back a step. I sighed and reached his cheek and pecked it and turned swiftly for a shower. The warm water tingled on my cold skin. My muscles unlocked and began to become alive. I got out and put on my clothes, I walked to my room and Damon was sleeping. I figured he hadn’t gotten much sleep. I put a blanket over him and pulled one over me…