Rayne looks out the window of her uncles old black camero as they drive into the small town. The moonlight shining brightly. Her long chocolate brown hair pulled over her shoulder and she lets out a small sigh.<span style="font-style: italic">Another house, gone.</span>She thought to herself fiddling with her 'junk necklace' as her grandmother called it. She never went anywhere without her necklace. It had all the most important memories, the ones she held dear to herself, on it.  A moon, a music note, a raven, and a key was what decorated the silver chain. These charms all had improtant significance.<br/><br/>She walked into the great mansion-like plantation house her uncle inhabited. Her dog in toe as always. Her uncle looked at her "Alright, Your room is the second door to your right." She nodded with a small smile "Thanks for having me uncle Reece." She carries her duffle bag up the spirel staircase and too her bedroom. Dropping her bag on the floor and closing her door, she floops down on the bed of the dark room, closes her eyes and falls into a deep sleep.<span style="font-style: italic">so...tierd</span>