Nine year old Medusa Waters hid in her closet, under a heap of old clothes, her knees hugged into her chest, eyes squeezed shut.

What was happening-why was it happening?

"Medusa?" Fourteen year old Evelyn Waters called. "Medusa come on out; I know you're in there! What's wrong?"

"Go away, Evvy!" Medusa yelled back. "I want to be left alone. You can't help me! Nobody can!"

"Don't be ridicules, I'm coming in."

"DONT!"

Evelyn opened the closet door, and peered inside. "Medusa, stop playing. I'm serious. Either come out or tell me what's wrong." Evelyn pulled the heap of clothes off her sister, and screamed. "Medusa, what- what happened?!"

Medusa looked up into her sister's eyes, something she would regret for the rest if her life. Instantly, Evelyn stiffened, and her skin turned to stoned. Medusa screamed, tears rushing down her face. She pulled at her hair, which was now- snakes? She didn't care. All that mattered was here sister, who was gone ...forever.

Medusa shook the statue violently. "EVVY!!! Come back to me!!!" Please. I did this, I did this to my sister.

Medusa turned on her heel and ran out of the room, down the stairs, and out of the house, ignoring her mothers confused shouts. She kept running, and didn't stop until she was well out the city. Then she sat down and wept.