Prologue

Rain had always been a bad thing in his life. Bad things always happened to him because of the rain. It was why he had a small fear of thunderstorms. A thunderclap, normally meant something bad had happened. His dog ran away, his grandfather having a heart attack, his older sister disappearing, it was a problem. and this time was no different.

He stood next to his older Brother, Dustin, as Their Parents' caskets were lowered into the ground. He was only five, and now his only family left was his eighteen year old brother.

The clouds were black as the downpour drenched the funeral, the only positive was that no one could see the tears on his face.