I remember the day for a specific reason, other then it being my birthday it was unnaturally dark and cold for a September afternoon, and there was a dark feel in the air, like a feel of hate and anger. I seemed to be the only one to notice it, as I was the only one not having fun at my own 12th birthday party. I had no reason not to; that's how I first noticed it. Maybe it was my lack of knowledge of the paranormal. To be honest, I'm still not sure, but let's get back to the story. As I stated before, it was my birthday.