Ding dong! The doorbell chimed. Dad wasn't home so I got the door myself. Something about this lady was oddly familiar. " Are you Lilian Stilton?" I nodded. " Then come with me. "She said. I didn't know who she was, but I still went with her.

"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Susan Froz. I am here to help you with your loss." She introduced. I didn't respond but I looked at her with a strange look.
"Now I know what you must be thinking. 'How do I know you lost someone?' Well I'll get to that later on. Now you must understand that you have to come with me." I really wanted to scream out and run away but right then I knew this had to be for the better good.

We walked for quite some distance and ran into a shiny, black car. I wasn't sure if i should go inside but I did anyway.

* * *

It felt like weeks of driving. I had eventually fallen asleep on the long trip we went on. " Hey, sleepyhead , get up." Susan pampered. We were at a dark building. I was getting the feeling I had made the wrong choice.

After we walked inside, I pulled my hood over my head and sat quietly. I was listening to my music. All the darkness was welcoming me back into my depression. I had a plain expression on my face.

Susan took away my headphones and looked at me with a calm relaxing look. I was resisting. "Hey, sweetie, look I know how you feel. I was once there like you are now. You must put your differences aside and focus on what's important."