(Shaggy's point of view)
I missed Diana when she went to school. This house was so empty. There was no one to talk to, nothing to do except what I hated doing dwelling on the past. I didn't want to go through that again so, I floated through the house before stopping in Diana's room. I liked it in there, mostly because it was Diana's room but long ago it was my room. All my belongings were stored away in the attic but looking around this room I could still see where they used to be. Diana kept the room clean unlike I did, it made me smile to see how well she took care of it.
I have learned over the years that you could tell a lot about a person by what was in their room. That's why I liked Diana so much. I spent her first few days here observing her and her family. I had watched as she unpacked her room that week. She'd been so angry at the time but she took such care with her belongings. The music box had gotten my attention from the start That was how I'd decided to grab her attention and it had worked.
I floated in circles around the room. The day was fast approaching where I would be human again. This time I wouldn't be alone. Still, I would have to hide from Diana's parents. How was she going to explain why there was a teenage boy they had never met before walking around their house. Surely that wouldn't end well for either of us.
It amazed me how much this house, my home had changed with me. For years I'd watched people move in only for them to hastily leave when they found out about me and has a horrible result the house itself suffered from horrible neglect. When Diana and her family moved in though they began to fix up the old, run-down house and turned it into a place I could proudly call my home even if I technically didn't live here anymore. It made me even more grateful for them. For Diana.
