Chapter one
London. It's beautiful this time of year. Summer, children out playing, ice-cream trucks roaming the streets with their cheerful music and the sweet smell of roses. James, his mother, his father and his little sister Annie were going to the opera that night. They were all at home getting ready and soon it was six o'clock so they decided to go for dinner. By the time they had finished and paid, it was time to head to the opera. They took their seat and the show began. It was boring so James said he was going home. He went back to home and sat down to watch some T.V. He was watching 'The Ring' when the phone rang around twelve that night, he answered his hands shaking it was the police, they said his parents had been victims of a terrible accident and that they were dead. James headed to the police station, shaking with shock. He had to stay strong, he had to for his sister. It was his job to look after her now. She was only 16 she couldn't go through this alone nor could he. When they got home neither one of them could eat or sleep. They were both terrified of what would happen to them. They had no money to pay the rent, no money for food, soon they would be evicted to the streets. James was staying strong Annie but seeing her crying was too much. He broke within a matter of minutes his arms were around Annie. She looked up at her big brother who she idolised and wiped his tears and through her tears said "James it's going to be okay. They are in a better place now. They would want us to be happy, to have closure, to remember they are always with us no matter what" …..