After what I heard at 3 in the morning, I couldn't go back to sleep. I got up and went in the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. Still in my PJs I headed downstairs. To my surprise my mom was already up drinking a cup of coffee. She didn't recognize me when I first walked in the kitchen.

"Oh honey good morning I didn't see when you came in".

"Good morning mom", I replied.

"Did you sleep good".

"Yes", I lied.

I couldn't possibly tell her what I heard last night. She might say I was dreaming or something. I walked to cabinet and pulled out a box of Apple Jacks, since I didn't feel like cooking breakfast. I looked in the fridge and got the milk out. Grab me a bowl and poured myself some cereal.

"So mom you baked the cookies", I asked while sitting down at the table.

"Yes I was going to ask did you want to help,but when I peeped in your room you were still sleeping".

I really wasn't sleep I said to myself.

"Mom did you hear something in the middle of the night".

"No honey why".

"No apparently reason I thought I heard something I must was dreaming".

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7 hours later

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Walking out of the shower, I go to my closet to find a nice dress to put on. I put me on a necklace and some earrings. I looked in my closet and found me some flats.

"You ready sweetie", my mom hollered from downstairs.

"Yes here I come mom".

I sprayed some perfume on and put some lotion on before  heading downstairs.

"Got the cookies mom".

"Yes honey".

"Well let's go".

On that note we headed out the front door and walked next door. Mom knocked and we waited for an answer.

Patrice opened the door " Come in ".