Emily :mom I can hear some voices from the basement of saying I hate you
Mom :wait until I come back
Emily :Ok
Mom :I Am on my way, wait
Emily : I can hear voice of babies crying door opening
Mom:i am here now tell me what's going on
Emily :mom can we go to the basement to see what's going on
Mom: ok
Mom:oh yes I have to tell you that when you were a kid your grandpa died in a chair so we took it down in the basement and a baby died in its lap
