"Ugh, how many more boxes mum?"
"Not many now, now come on chop chop, we next to get on the road!" You and your mum place the last few boxes in the back of the van, and shut the doors. "Mum?" You whisper "Yeah hun?"
"Why did we have to move? I've got my whole life here, why won't you tell me?"
"Look we haven't got time for this now honey, let's get in the van and hit he road!" You sigh as you slowly drag yourself to the van door and hop in.
Your mum turns the key and the engine starts smoothly; soon enough your on the way to Canada. You flick the radio on and the top story is about a young teenage boy about the age of 16, is on he run from the police, for vandalising a local street. You don't really listen to the story and wait for the songs to play. '2 hours later' "Here we are! See it's a lovely place you'll soon make more friends here!" You mum enthusiastically smiles at you and hurries to the back of the van. You look up towards the window of the house next door and you spot a face staring right at you, as soon as the face realises that you have seen them it's soon out of sight.
"Lucy! Come give me a hand!" Your mother yells, "On my way mum.." you take one last glance at the window of the other house and quickly sprint to collect some boxes. Later on you have all the boxes in the house but half of them not unpacked, "Lucy could you pass me a cooking pan? Oh and some pasta?" You hand your mum the requested items "Mum can you please tell me now why we had to move so urgently?" Your mum looks awkwardly for an excuse when all of a sudden the door bell goes. "I'll get it Mum." You sigh in defeat and head to the door. When you open the door you are surprised to see two police men standing in your door, you invite them inside. "Mum we have some visitors..." you step aside to reveal the police men, your mum is taken back with surprise but warmly welcomes them.
"Hi here officers, how may I help you?" Your mum nervously blurts out, "We were wondering if you knew anything about the neighbour hood vandalism?" Your mum looks at you longingly for help and your quickly reply "The one about the 16 year old boy vandalising a Street?"
"Yes that one, only the culprit we seems to run into this neighbour hood, have you seen anything suspicious?" You quickly flick back to when you saw the face from the window in your mind, but you quickly blank it "No sorry me or my mum know nothing about it sorry. The police men sigh "Well thank you for your time, we may come back later on in the week with more questions" Your mum shows them out as you sit in the couch and think about that face in window...
