I woke up early in the mornig thinking that i had a bad dream. I finally started To look around my so called room and I noticed it wasn't my room. I walked out of the room and started to walk down the stairs the living room was differnt there was a kitchen that was bigger then mine. I was so confused??? I didn't know what was going on. I saw the front door and walked out side into a pile of snow which was weird because it was in the middle of may. I saw my parents on the couch crying and holding my favorite shirt. I started to run towards them then I hit a cold glass and a tear went down my face. I tried to yell and scream on the top of my lungs. But they could not hear me.
