As we are passing through corn fields on this old moldly yellow school bus, on the way to my house. There was this unpleasant smell in the air like smoke. There was a acer of trees in front of my house so you could not see the rolling smoke yet. I walk down my long narrow dirt and rock drive way with the smell getting stronger and stronger. Then there's a break in the trees and then I catch a glimpse of my house then I broke down. 

 Not even a second later I dash for my house that is burn down and engulfed in flame try to get my family. But what I don't know is that I wasn't the only one  there, outside the house. As soon as I get remotely close to the house a guy with ash covering him throws me over his shoulder and runs away from the house. I try absolutely every in my power to get hem off me then finally I did and faster then ever I take off for my house. But as I step on the burnt  dark ashy porch the house blew up with me on it.

 It nocked me in to a mild coma. Three day later I wake up in a hospital bed in a room that was very dull. Suddenly I hear foot steps coming tords my door. It was a boy  dark hair with only one blond string high light in his hair with blue eyes. He said " I was the one who got you from your home, I will tell you every thing once you answer my questions." I nodded in agreement and said "ok." He broke the silence and said "Did your parents ever vanish from time to time?" As I though about it there were many times then I just shucked my head yes. Then he said " You and your family come from the most wanted and deadly cereal killers in the world, but seeing that you have know clue of what I'm saying you weren't involved."