My sister and I were alone. Our mother had gone to the car to grab something and we were completely by ourselves. The park seemed awfully quiet. Too quiet. We were sitting in a sand pit, on the light side. There was a light and dark side of the park. Not even adults were allowed on the dark side. People had discussed closing the park because of the dangers faced on the dark side, but no one has ever officially done it. I looked over to see my mother rummaging in her purse for the car keys. We had time. I grabbed my sister Sabrina’s hand and pulled her out of the sandbox with me. I whispered my idea to her and she nodded with a smile. “I’ve always wanted to go there Alex! But what if mom catches us?” She questions. “Don’t worry, she won’t,” I reply. We make our way over to where light meets dark and slowly stepped over the border. Instantly my optimism turned to hatred. Toward my sister. I looked over and flared at her. She gave a dirty look. Instantly I wanted nothing but bad for her. I didn’t know why, but I knew that she needed to be hurt. I plunged myself at her, my untrimmed nails cutting into her soft flesh. She bit her teeth into my arm and my eyes filled with tears. We both screamed in agony. Suddenly I felt a hand grab me by the shoulder. I was yanked backwards, out of the darkness. I looked up to see my mother, holding me and my sister. My sister was crying, and I began to weep as well. “Never go to the dark side again, you hear me?” My mother scolded. We both nodded. I then understood why it was so dark.