The girl stood outside her house slowly counting to ten. Each number held past memories. It was uncomfortable invasion since it seemed like forever. One… two… six…ten, the girl slowly turned the knob of the place called “home”. Darkness filled the entrance and continued down the empty hall. The girl stood there motionless filled with anxiety and fear wondering if anyone would come to welcome her. Tears threatened to leak from her eyes. Then a light appeared at the end of the hall. The tears rolled from her eyes. A form came into view. There he stood. The Boy.