As I did the laundry, Rico sat on the bench and read a magazine. While she read it she asked, " Hey, Henrietta, what happened the other day? I found a broken window down the hall." "Oh...uh...um.." I stammered. It was too complicated to explain. As a distraction, I said, "The dark clothes are done!" I ran over to the dryer and pulled out the clothes. "Oh, good," Rico said. "Well, I guess we're done." As we walked back to the room with all our laundry, Claes had walked by with a book on gardening in her arms. "Hey, Claes!" I said. "Hey," she stopped and stared for a moment.

I had a curious look on my face. I wanted to know what she was thinking. "Henrietta, what happened yesterday? Why do you have bandages on your arms? I ignored the question and moved on. When we put our clothes back in the drawer, I changed into my shooting clothes, grabbed my p90 case and left. I walked down the halls, looking for Jose. I couldn't find him anywhere at all. So, I left to the indoor shooting range. There wasn't a guard there yet, so I walked in.

I put the magazine into the gun, cocked it, and fired. I kept hitting the head and chest of the target person. As I fired the rounds, I started to hear faint footsteps. I stopped shooting. I put down my p90 and walked towards the door of the range. The steps got louder as I drew closer. Then, THUD! I dashed towards the sound. It was Jose. He had knocked over a chair that was by the doorway. I walked over to him to pick up the chair. "Henrietta?" He asked in a kind, soft voice, "I was about to go to on a walk around town . Do you want to come?" "Um..sure," I grabbed my p90 and my magazines and left the range with Jose.

...

As we walked down the streets of Rome, I saw beautiful buildings and sculptures. I looked all around town. I even took pictures of everything I saw.. As I put my camera in my purse, a man in a red scooter came driving by and... SWOOP! I looked to my side. Damn! Not again!My purse was snatched, once again. Ever since the last time I was in Sicily, no one snatch my purse ever again. Up 'til now. "Jose! I'll be right back!" I said as I dashed down the road "Henrietta!" Jose screamed from behind. I was determined to get my purse back. I kept running and running to catch up with him. I finally saw his face. It was the same guy from before. But, the really crazy and stupid thing is, why would he attempt to take my bag again? I mean... what the hell?

I then came very close to him. And as soon as I came in range, I grabbed him from the neck of his shirt collar and tugged him off the scooter. "Where is my purse?" "Well," he said in a 'I did nothing' voice, "looks like we've met again," He gave me a stupid smirk of evilness. "You know," I said, "your personality really gives off a bad aura. That's why you stole from the wrong girl, twice!" I giggled. "How pathetic, you are," He then began to sweat. He slowly reached into his coat pocket. I then, too, reached into my jacket and grabbed my gun. The man had pulled out his knife. And as soon as we got out our weapons, we pointed then at each other.

My gun was pointing towards his eye, and his knife was pointed towards mine. I put him down immediately. He got up from the ground and began to run. I pointed my gun at him and said "Bad idea," I fired. He fell to the ground with a thud. I walked towards him and grabbed my purse that was slung over his shoulder. I looked inside to make sure nothing was taken. I walked back to where Jose was waiting for me. "I got my purse!" shouted to him. Jose gave me a thumbs up. I smiled. But, suddenly, I began to have a terrible headache. I dropped to the ground and began to shiver. Jose started to run towards me.

But it was too late for him to come and catch me from the ground. I fell with a thud. And as I lay there, I thought about my life so far.

I thought about my friends, my clothes, and especially, I thought about Jose. It seemed as if my whole life had flashed before my eyes. Slowly, my eyes began to close. The last things I saw was birds fly above me. And the last thing I heard was Jose yelling out my name.

(Inside Henrietta's mind..)

I jumped up out of bed in a daze, strangely, I was fully dressed and my bandages were gone. I got out of bed and walked out the room normally. As I walked down the halls, I saw everyone standing outside looking at a broken window. I walked towards the window. But as I go towards it, there was a girl the was standing in front of me. I tried to say 'excuse me' but she didn't hear me. As I tried to squeeze by, I walked right through Rico! I looked at my hands. I could see right through them! I was about to flip out we I heard my own voice. I ran right through everybody and looked out the window.

I saw myself down on the ground with Petra laying under me. I was about to go down there and help until, I had realized that I was looking back at one of my memories! I suddenly felt something tugging on my skirt. I looked down. There was a little girl, who looked like she was about five years younger than me. I soon figured that that girl...was me! I dropped down to the floor. "No!" I yelled in a confused voice. My younger self began to form scrapes, cuts, bruises and gashes. My eyes widened. My younger self then grew taller and thinner. My younger self became the exact same age I am now. Her hair was longer than the length I had now.

I then saw a man grab my past self and threw her on the ground. The man then taped her mouth tied her to a table and began to stab her to near death. I watched in horror and despair. I already knew that if I would go to try to help my other self I would either walk right through them or alter my past, present and future. So, I didn't even bother. I then saw myself in a hospital outside of Rome. I then saw the craziest thing; I saw Jose pushing me in a wheelchair down the hall. I began to cry. "Jose!" I yelled and cried out loudly. I then heard my name being called. I was then pulled away from my memories, my horror, and my mind.

(Back in reality...)

"Henrietta!" I jumped out of bed, with tears in my eyes. But my weren't normal tears. It was blood! "It's okay," Jose said. "the doctor said that your eyes will do that. So just stay calm," "Okay," I rubbed my eyes to wipe away the blood. As I sat up, Jose gave me a gift. It was wrapped in red wapping paper with a dark purple bow tied on the top. "Go ahead on open it," I first pulled off the bow, carefully, and did the same thing with the paper.

After taking off the bow and paper, I open the box and pulled out...a wonderful purple and red coat. The colors matched exactly with the wrapping paper and the bow. I said, "Jose! It's so CUTE!" I shouted.