I am a warrior

Today is Friday. On Tuesday my school had a snow day after a decent snow fall. Wednesday morning, I could only hope that it would be the same effect. It wasn't. My alarm woke me up at 6:00 to a snow-less sky. Checking my school website, I realised that I, Siobhan, had school.There was a sliver of hope in my mind that maybe the school board made a mistake. I logged onto Facebook, because, maybe my peers had a better answer for me. Alas, they were all the same. I had to accept my fate and move on.
I was just about to log off of Facebook, when the power went out. I was in shock. Due to the fact that the dark - besides waves - is my biggest fear, the urge of panic was slowly creeping in. Being the only one awake in a pitch black house, that I think is haunted, doesn't sit right with me.
I gathered every ounce of courage I had, and ran down the 10ft hallway, to my parents room. As a kid, I feel like my parents room is this gate-way into the world of happiness. Nothing scary can happen there. Especially as a child. Even the happiest dream that woke me up, I'd be running to my parents room. It was a chance for all of us to spend time together.

For some reason I always got kicked out, and banished to the floor.

Any ways, yeah, my parents room = safe.  I woke them up, and sat by their bed for a good ten minutes. My parents though I was just bored, but I was actually coming up with a plan to save the family. Imagine this. Your house, pitch black. You, a teenager, your brother, also a teenager, your mom and your dad all need to make yourselves look good with no light. It's humanly impossible. This family needed a hero. A saviour. A SIOBHAN.
I re-collected what ever ounce of bravery, courage -and all that shit- and went out on my journey. With nothing but light from the open window drapes, I gathered all the candles I could find. Even the ones downstairs, and in my room.
(My room is one of the darkest rooms in the house. And to get to it, you need to go through the big rooms with no rooms. That room is the darkest room)
After finding a bunch of candles, I searched and searched for my moms lighter. I lit every candle, and put them in all the main rooms.
One big row of little candles for the kitchen. Three middle sized candles for one bathroom. 3 large and 1 medium candle for my mom and I in our bathroom. The fireplace and a medium candle for the living room. Also, we each got one 'melee' candle, to bring with us where ever we went.
In all this commotion, I acted like I was in a horror movie. I walked around like I had some great importance, I talked like there was no hope. Yes, I was living in a movie, and I was the greatest and most dramatic person yet.

Because of my being awesome, we all got ready and went to work/school.

UPDATE: sorry that my pictures today are crappy. For the first three, I rushed to get them done, and on the last two, since my paint is so bad, I  couldn't do the effect that I wanted.
One the second one, I wanted some glare from the fireplace to be glowing on my face, but it didn't work out.

UPDATE: I also do not know why some of the words are high-lighted. I will try to fix it as soon as possible.