I am known as Alexa and I lived in Chicago with Charlene and the biker mice that are from Mars, but it didn't start that way. I have a mother and father and we lived near the city until that awful night when a fire broke loose. I was scared, but my parents told me to be brave and they always love me. Then I got out, but not my parents and I was all alone. I decided to live in the streets for a while and I got a cardboard box for shelter and tried to get settled in. I have newspapers as blankets to keep me warm and I hope that a family would take me in. I was tired and went to sleep and tried to get some rest. But I didn't get enough rest because of a motorcycle noise. I opened my eyes a little and I saw a woman with three mice that are wearing biker clothes. The woman said with a smile, "Poor girl, I'll take good care of you with help from my friends." After she said that, I went back to sleep. I am not so sure what will happen to me, I would hope to be in a foster family or something.