It was dark, Moving to a new city right after I started to fit in. I didnt know if my dad did this intentionaly or if he just couldnt stop remembering my mothers death in the exact room he slept in. I walk into my new home, Smells like old. "Dad whats the wi-fi password" I groaned, My dad came into my room with my 2 boxes. Luckly after my brother moved out a year ago, we sold some of his old stuff so I could get new stuff. I take off my new hoodie and plop on my bed "Home sweet home...." I drift off into sleep. A little after I wake up, Or is this a dream. Becuase im not in the same room again. Im in the living room. I can hear crying, no its screaming. I walk closer to the noise. "Mom?" The doors opens and I can see my mom.Shes standing there crying and begging someone, But I cant see anyone there. There's no one. I look over in the closet behind my mom. Theres me tiny me Im not awake it looks as if i was passed out. I look out the window to my left and hear police sirens. Then a gun shot. I turn around and there it is my mom dead with a hole in her head. Suddenly I awake to my dad yelling my name. "Yes dad?" I looked down at my phone *10 Missed text* "Are you ok? Your not answering my text." Crap. I didnt hear my phone go off on any of the text. "Sorry! I'm ok...I'm unpacking I guess i didnt hear the ringtone" I read the text and put away my phone. Out of the corner of my eye i swear i see a woman. My mom.