There I was standing in the alley with my sister Ember. She seemed unlike her normal self, when she grabbed me by my freshly cut wrists and dug her long black painted nails into my cuts. I was scared about what was going to happen. I look left and then right as I started to see a shadow running across the ground. We quickly turned around as we heard a high pitched voice say "hello Hazel and Ember". We didn't know who it was, we thought it was just our fear talking to us. So we started walking deeper into the alley as we started to hear a hissing noise. I jerked around real fast as I turned I saw a little boy standing there looking lost. I went over to him and asked why he was deep in an alley at night. He replied "I got lost I just moved here to this small town in Maine from New York City". I told him since he was lost I would take him to my house so he could call his parents. As soon as we walked into the doors of my house he had told me that he has no parents. I asked him if he was joking around with me come to find out he was serious.
