I had felt bad about it, but also stupid. My own daughter had to tell me to stop yelling? I felt awful now. I look at Sam for a moment. He stands up and says, "You can't just quit Liz. Your glad Raina didn't get it." He says and leaves. I roll my eyes. "The pack is seriously ruining my life." I say to Aiden and pick up Raina. "Time for bed okay?" I say to her and kiss her cheek. "Goodnight Raina." I say and smile at her. I turn off the lights and turn on the night light, leaving her door open. "Call if you need anything, okay?" I ask her. "Okay Mommy!" She says and giggles at my protective shield. I smile at her and leave the room completely. I change into my pajama, and lay down in bed. I wonder for a moment. Ever since my parents died, I had been having the worst things happening to me. I pick up my phone and call Penelope. "Hey Liz, what's up?" She asks. I look at the clock. She was about to shut down the computers. "Hey Penelope. I need you to search up two names, and send me their files." I say. "Names?" She asks. "Donavan Lakes, and Claire Lakes. Or if Claire Lakes doesn't work try Claire Rattles." I say. "Nope. Liz.. Are these your parents?" She asks. "You have the screen, I shouldn't even tell you; Yes." I say. "Wanna tell me why? And I sent them to you." She says. "Thanks. So many bad things have been happening to me since they died. It's not even a joke anymore Penelope. I thought you could help." I say. "Well, I hope I did. Maybe you should tell someone. And I'm flattered." She says and laughs for a moment. "Thanks Penelope." I say. "No problemo Liz." She says and we both hang up. I send the files to my email so I can print them. It was taking some time. I begin reading. I was so surprised I had to stop then keep reading. I finish. Why was I being blamed and taken out on for it? Why was this happenening to me? Aiden steps into the room. "Aiden? Why does this happen to me?" I ask. I was hyterical at that point. He closes the door. He tries to shush me, but I refuse. "Aiden why won't you listen? Why does this happen?!" I ask, stepping toward him, holding the file. He takes it from me slowly and sits down. His eyes bug out. "Why are people taking it out on me Aiden?" I yell out at him. I was crying so hard at that point, and yelling. Aiden takes holds of my shoulders and begins to say something. I stop for a moment and stare at him, wide eyed, confused.
