"But what are you doing here Clarissa" " my little brother was missing at home a few weeks ago" "the last time I saw him was at home" "oh" I said. " and I'm trying to look for him here because he loved this place" ,I was silent. "And now I lost him.." She said in a sad voice. She started to shed tears. "Clarissa I'm sure there's a patrol party looking for him" I said. She ran to the window and left. So did I. There was no trace left of her. She's gone just poof. Well I should just go home. Hopefully my parents didn't notice I was gone. I was home after that walk. No sign of my family. I opened the door and I just wanted to get bandages right away. So I did. After that I did nothing. Then after those few mins my family was home. I asked so many questions. They said they went to go eat. They asked me what happened to my hand. I said " uh um I cut myself on.. Dads beer bottle" "oh my" mom said. Dad was silent. " your an idiot, be carful next time" dad said. "Ooook". I shrugged. Keep in mind I really don't know what's happening to me or society. Well when life gives you lemons, I don't know, you get lemon juice, not Lemonande scrub.
