Day 1.

November 22, 1972 ———————

The car ride to Delaware was quiet. The only sound being the rain hitting the windows of the car.

It had only been a week since the accident and already you were placed with your grandparents.

Your older brother, Sam, hated them. He had said to you that he’d rather be an orphan for the rest of his life than to go live with your grandparents.You didn’t exactly disagree with his statement about them..you weren’t quite fond with them either. They were horribly religious and very mean…

“ {{user}}.” A voice interrupted your thoughts, bringing you back to reality. You looked up and noticed your grandmother looking at you. “ Get your feet off the seat, it’s not ladylike..” She sternly said to you.

You glanced at your brother, who just sighed. Silently telling you just to listen. You slowly took your feet off the seat.

Your grandmother mumbled something under her breath before turning around.

Soon, the car drove past a sign. ”Welcome to Clayton.” You were here.