I am Kayden Van Huatum, this story is about my sister Anna Van Huatum and I. Anna is two years younger than me and this year she will start attending the same highschool as start off my junior year. That day started like any other day, mom was in the kitchen making breakfast and dad was at the table reading the newspaper, borderline cookie cutter family, but only by sheer looks. Dad spoke first "we'll there goes the town, could they possibly set gas prices any fucking higher?" Anna giggled from behind me as she rushed for her breakfast plate and I sat beside her. "Good thing I don't pay for gas" I jested at my father. Mom plopped my plate down in front of me and we commenced to consume our daily morning breakfast as mom went off to do mom things and dad sat at the table ruffling his papers. Yea, that day started out like everyday. Anna is my best friend, we don't hate each other like most sisters we come across, Anna and I are peas in a pod. We never fought with each other or hurt each other and we were always there when the other needed it. Anna was mature for her age and I made a vow to never grow up. Unfortunately that day would take a turn for the worse and Anna and I were never quite the same after we got home. I'll start you off when we got to home room, that when I noticed something was wrong for the first time. I got a feeling that there was something just, off. Anna met me in the hallway and told me she felt weird too. We made it through the school day and met up at our bus, the ride home was hectic. Kids screaming or singing off key and out of sync, cars wizzing by, I looked at Anna. "I don't feel very good."