Robin Farely is a girl who now lives in an old house not too far from the city. It was a light green house with a red front door, the back yard was spacious with lots of room to play but just over a small picket fence you could see into the woods that your mother would warn you to stay away from. Robin did not know why they moved to this house but she didn't care all too much.
"Robin!" Called her mother "yeah?" "Could you hand me that box, in the truck?" Mrs. Farely said while pointing to a large box in the moving truck. "Hey mom, why did we move here anyway?" Said Robin "You'll have to ask your father for that." Said Mrs.Farely while carrying the box to the door. "Ugh" Robin hated asking her dad questions, because then he'll start rambling on and on, making it impossible to escape without having to sit there for 2 hours.
After a while Robin got all her boxed up things in her room and began unpacking. She found things she forgot she had and things that she didn't even know way she had them. She had almost unpacked every thing when she noticed a white cat on her window sill.
