I went crazy. Lucky went crazy along with me fiddling with his emotions with the kitchen. I walked outside to the backyard and the frontyard. I yelled with bliss. I found my stuff, but I was confused and scared at the same time. Why the hell was my stuff outside? I moved them all back in carefully one by one. It took about 1 hour considering of the amount of boxes I had. I was pooped up and I wanted to rest, but something told me I shouldn't. I should go and look for my mother. And I did what my conscience told me to do.

I walked and checked every possible place she could be. I gave up and waiting for her to come in from the door saying she went to the store.

I heard the door close tightly and I ran downstairs. However, it wasn't my mother I saw. It was no one. MY brain froze. Ok, so if my mom isn't here…then how did her shoes get here all by itself? I opened the door and screamed.

"ALALALLAABOOGA!" my friend annie yelled. My mother laughed. I slapped annie on the back.

"don't do that!" I glared at Annie then glared at my mom. "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?"

"I figured you will miss your friend, so I asked Annie's mother in person If she could stay with you for a week and she agreed. Now you aren't alone."

"Isn't that great? It's like a 1 week sleepover." Annie budged in. She gasped. "whoah. You need a little arranging in your house."

"what are you talking…" I turned around and gasped. The kitchen, living room, dining room was a mess. All the dishes were on the floor and cups and the sofa and tv were all over the place. Everything my mother arranged today was disarranged as it would have been yesterday night.

"Exactly what is going on in here?" My mom gave me a stern voice. "What did you do to the house?" she picked up the broken dishes and examined the the sofa placement. "What were you playing? Hide and go break with lucky?"

I shook my head in refusal. "It's not that. I didn't do anything!"

My mom wasn't going to take in the innocent look for me anymore. She called lucky over. "LUCKY LUCKY! Come here boy!" There was no response. I felt a twitch in my chest. Lucky always responds to his name.

Then near the kitchen, I saw lucky coming. Walking very slowly and motionlessly. His ears were down and his eyes were in pain. He was basically dragging Himself towards us. I cried in horror.

"LUCKY! What happened to you?" I examined him carefully and found bloody scratch mark on his body. They Looked like words to me. Before I could say anything else, my mom ran towards lucky pushing me away.

"oh my gosh. Lucky. Look at you you're hurt." My mom glared at me again. "maybe next time you shouldn't be playing with glass!" She held lucky in her arms and carried him near the sofa bringing a AID kit with her.

I ran upstairs and Annie followed me speechlessly. I was so confused. I was so scared I just didn't know what to do. Annie followed in and stared at me. "What?" I managed to say.

"is there something wrong Hannah?" she gave me a worried look. "you can tell me. I'll always be there with you."

"There isn't anything wrong. I just don't like being blamed for something I didn't do." Annie looked around the place. She walked closer to me.

"No offense but your house is giving me bumps." She looked around again. "I feel like someone is watching us."

I laughed. Then I stopped and agreed she was right. "TO tell you the truth, it is. I mean we just moved and weird things are happening. First off tell me how all of my stuff in the boxes get all the way outside by itself? And explain the fact why Lucky is hurt and our house is totaled!"

Annie gave a thinking look and stared at me again. She looked like she wanted to change the subject. "Where will I sleep?"

"Don't worry you'll sleep with me. Come and follow." We went to our room. "And this is my…" I stared blinking at my room. Annie yelled in horror. I was too startled to do anything. I gaped at what I saw. Because standing right in front of me was a trail of blood that came from…my mother.