The house is silent when I enter. My dad and brother are at work, but I can hear them upstairs, so I assume they are home. I walk through the house, taking in its beauty.

Everything is as I remembered it. I can picture all the pictures and memories of me playing with mom and dad here. They would play hide and seek, tag and chase, catch the ball and chase it again. They were such a beautiful couple and I wish I was living with them.

I wander aimlessly in the house, looking for anything that could help me remember anything that Axel said or showed me. Finally, I...