The house was full of chaos.

The news was on. They were reporting an uncontrollable fire that happened in Durham. A noise came from the kitchen; a scream of despair. Then came the cry of a mournful heart and the shattering of a plate.

Footsteps. They went hurryingly towards the kitchen to calm the cries down.

The girl was in the corner of the room; tears on the verge of pouring out. She had no idea what was going on, but the chaos and burst of emotions was too much for her to handle.

She went to the attic where the noises couldn't be heard and slammed the door behind her. All she wanted to do at the moment was to talk to her brother, but he wasn't home yet.

She'd have to wait.

So she did.