That night Anna was in her bed, about to read her fathers bool, but thought about what happened after Alex left Anna alone on the docks.

Her dad and Alex had fought about why he didn't send the things Alex wanted him to. Anna had been outside, by the window her dads open office, listening into their words.

Her dad soon gave up and stopped shouting at Alex. "Oh! What? You didn't want me to tell Anna about your precious dirty secret about you fucking Rachel? That she was living here? Ugh. You disgust me." Anna looked down at the side walk under her feet.

Alex and Anna's hands were imprinted in the cement with their names on it. Anna was only about four years old, Alex was about six.

Anna jumped hearing the door slam, and out stomped Alex. Pushing past Anna. "Alex! Where are you going?" She called out to her sister. Alex waved her arm. "Like anyone cares!" She called back, not even looking back, and headed into the woods.

Anna sighed and shook her head. She knew that her sister was going to go to a party somewhere.

Anna started reading her fathers book after shaking her thoughts away. She heard some moaning and squeaks. It made her stop and look at the wall behind her. Her face flushed innocently and she cringed realizing what was happening.

She put a bookmark into the book to mark her spot, grabbed the phone that her dad gave her at dinner, and put the earbuds into the phone. She pulled up her spotify that she put some soft songs on, and laid into her bed after turning the lights out.

Anna kept having nightmares about what happened the night her mother died. It wouldn't leave her. But now that she was back she could hear her mother talking to her. Something that didn't happen when the night happened.

"Anna! Run!" Her mother shouted at her after Anna was forced into the room.

"Mom... What happened?.. I have to get you out of here." She begged but her body wouldn't move. Her ill mother looked at her, then pointed out to the corner of the room, making her turn her head to see a the little girl she saw in the bag.

That's when she heard both of their voices as the place became on fire. "DONT GO HOME! DONT GO HOME!" They kept repeating it, scaring Anna. She looked at her mother, who now had blood coming out of her mouth before her eyes exploded and she was set on fire.

Anna was flung out landing on the grass seeing the boat house explode once more.

Anna gasped awake and looked around. She sat up and tried to catch her breath. She froze hearing the door open. She looked at the opening door. "Alex?" She whispered.

But when the door opened, Anna saw smoke, and smelt something that smelt like burning flesh. Anna then heard what sounded like someone crawling on the floor, the smoke following. The horrid smell getting stronger.

Anna watched in horror, sinking down a bit, watching as the smoke and smell got close to her side of the bed at the other end of the room.

Small sounds of fear leaving her throat.

Soon a burnt black crusty hand reached out and grabbed Anna's arm, Anna fought not to scream. She quickly laid down and pretended to be asleep.

She heard the door slam, making her shoot up from her nightmare.

Anna quickly turned to turn her lamp on, only to see Alex grinning mischievously at her. "Sup bitch. Sorry for scaring ya." She said flopping on her back on Anna's bed.

"You're drunk." Anna pointed out, smelling the alcohol on her sister. "Yeah. So?" Alex said with a shrug and giggle.

Anna looked at the bell on her bed, it was her moms old bell. She had found it in the box with the pictures. The black silk ribbon was a bit burned surprisingly.

She picked it up to examine it more, the haunting tingle of the bell, made Alex look at her.

She sat up. "Where did you get that?" She asked angerly. "I found it in the attic." Anna told her. Alex grabbed it out of her sisters hand and slamming back onto the bed. "Yeah? Well that's where it should've stayed." Alex told her.

"God I hate that bell." Alex muttered glaring at the bell. "Why? It reminds me of mom." She said. "Anna. Wake up. Rachel bought mom the bell. She got it from a fucking pet store, put a ribbon on it and tied it to her fucking wrist." Alex told her.

Anna shook her head. "And she did it so she could hear her while Rachel was busy riding dad." Rachel made some crude wiggles on the bed. "Stop it Alex." Anna snapped.

Alex looked at her baby sister. It was still clear that Anna was still damaged by the loss of their mom. "Look. I'm sorry, but its the truth. Dad and Rachel had been having an affair like two weeks of her being in our home. Its why dad was so willing to put mom in the boat house."

Anna kept her eyes down at the bell.

"Look how about you and I go swimming tomorrow, we can hang out together and think about all the good times." She suggested. Anna nodded. Alex gave her baby sister a small smile and place a kiss on her forehead. "See ya in when I wake up." Alex told Anna getting up, and leaving to her room.

"Ugh im going to be sick." She groaned as she left.

Anna picked the bell up once more, looking at it.

Now no longer feeling the slight peace she had when she first saw the bell, she now felt disgust and threw it across the room, turning the lights out to get some sleep.

Anna woke up before everyone the next morning. She decided to go to the attic before getting breakfast. She and Alex was going to be together today and planned on going to swim in their family's lake.

So, she put her purple one piece on before putting on some clothes. She put her well warn slip on sneakers. She put her hair up into a ponytail. Anna snuck away from her room. She saw her fathers bedroom door was shut, which meant he was still asleep.

She made a left turn and opened the door that lead to the attic. She looked up the narrow stairway that went up.

She knew a lot of memories and items would be up there. So she took a deep breath and went up. She turned the light on, and looked around. She saw a box in the dark corner of the room and went over, turning the other light on so she could see.

She looked at the box and saw a familiar chalkboard, peaking out at her from inside the box. She sat cross legged in front of the box. She pulled out the chalkboard, going to be taking it back down to put it back where it belonged.

She looked inside the box now that what inside of it was now clearer.

It was filled with small items. Things that belonged to her mother. Her mothers candles, some picture frames with memories in them, tiny things like that. She reached into the box and pulled out a shoe box that had unframed pictures She pulled some out and smiled as she looked at them.

The memories of them. The laughs behind them. The joy. The happiness.

She looked at the one of herself, Alex, and her mom. It was the gardening picture she loved.

Her smile started disappearing though the more she looked threw them. The group of the photos she had in her hands, they was showing the transition of her mother getting sicker and sicker.

She saw herself and Alex sitting on each side of their mother. It was their mothers birthday. Alex and Anna attempted to bake a cake. They went out for some gifts, things for their mother to do, to keep herself occupied, and some snacks that they knew their mom enjoyed.

She then moved to the next one and the smile completely disappeared. It was the last Christmas she spent with her mother. In the picture, the smiles were fake, the happiness was fake, Everything in the picture was fake.

Rachel stood behind the smiling family. She had been moved in just two months before this picture was taken. This picture was taken four months after her mothers birthday. Five weeks after this picture, Anna's mother was moved into the boat house.

Anna stood, putting the chalkboard under her arm, and she grabbed the big box, carrying them down the narrow steps, and into her room. She did return to the attic to turn the lights off before going to her room to take the chalkboard to its destination.

She had stopped in the garage where she knew the hammer and nails were and took them to the kitchen.

Alex and Rachel were in there ignoring each other like normal. The two woman confused at Anna's determined face.

Anna grinned hammering the nail into the wall, her pretty green eyes closed doing so, making the project loud and messy.

Rachel felt her heart clench at the fact the wall was now messed up.

Anna smiled brightly as she put up her childhood chalkboard back to where it was before she left for the hospital.

"Wow. Looks great Anna... Maybe try a bigger hammer next time." Rachel joked trying not to show her displeasure. Anna gave her a sheepish look. "Sorry." She said.

"She did better then me sober." Alex pipped in, giving Anna a knowing grin and wink.

"Its ok sweetie. I think it ties our little kitchen together. Where did you find it? It went missing when the guys came in to remodel the kitchen." Rachel asked looking at the board. "I found it in the attic." Anna told her happily.

Rachel nodded. "Hey Anna, your dad is having people over to celebrate his book in two days, there is a man that both Dr. Chamberlin and I want you to talk to. Chamberlin had called while you was outside yesterday and recommended him for you. He wants you to think of having him as therapist. Just till things settle. If you ever feel the need to hide away, he would be who you would see. Your dad thinks its a great idea." Rachel said.

Anna looked at her blankly. "Don't worry. Like I said he is only to talk to that's it. We aren't taking you back to the institute. Both Chamberlin and I fell it would be a good idea to have someone close for you to talk to that doesn't live here." She said.

"Not like I'd let you take her back." Alex said tossing her apple core into the trash. Rachel the eldest of the two siblings a look, before looking at the youngest. "His name is Dr. Lector. He actually helps the FBI every now and then with cases." She told her.

Anna gave a small smile. "Uh sure. I'll think about it." Anna told her. Rachel smiled. "That's great." She said before turning around. Missing the look that Anna gave her.

To Anna. Something wasn't right. Something inside her told her so. And what happened last night. She had to tell someone. She had to tell Alex... But she didn't want her sister, her only friend, to think she was crazy like others did.

She looked at where her sister left to, outside, waiting on her to follow. Anna grabbed a banana and ate it quickly as she put the hammer away.

She just hopped Alex believed her.