• My name is Lex. My friend Jordan and I are planning a way to get revenge on my dad and his girlfriend for neglecting me for the past five years. Our plan was to find some way to get them out of the house for about two days, repaint the house to black and neon green, sell everything, and before they come back move to Texas.
    To get them out of the house, undercover, we gave them a letter from an unknown “family member” in Russia and two plane tickets. By the time we got to the housing store and back with the paint, we looked around the neighbors fence and they were nowhere in the area. We started to paint the house, with black as the base color, and then using the neon green, we drew random symbols on the walls all over the house.
    We held a garage sale the next day and anything that didn’t sell we thrashed. There was a problem though. Someone at the sale that walked by looked like a friend of my dad’s.
    That night, both of us trying to sleep in my old room, I got really nervous. Jordan noticed and asked why. I told him that I thought I saw one of my dad’s best friend’s walk by the sale and that he would most likely tell my dad. Jordan asked if we should just quit if that was the case. I told him no and that we should finish our project.
    The next day, our friend in Russia that my dad and his girlfriend were visiting called and said that they were coming home early. We quickly tore up the house. On our way to the airport, we saw them and they saw us, and started to chase after us. Luckily we caught the earliest plane to Texas and left the behind.
    Two months later there was a rumor going around that the world was going to end. Jordan and I did nothing about it; we knew they weren’t going to find us. We died along with the world and everyone in it.