All she knew that there was a twin brother of hers coming to live with them. She protested over and over again she did not want a brother but that did not stop her mother and father from allowing this to happen. It had been two years since her younger brother had died in her arms and all she wanted to do was hide upstairs in her room. Right now that's where she was hiding upstairs. Gone from reality listening to her music blaring. The house she loved and she grew up in. So many memories could be heard from these walls if they could only talk out loud. The door was always open like that since everyone around here knew everyone. If something happened to the person on the other side of town they knew about it. Soon someone came in bouncing happily up to the door. It was his real mom. "Russ I am so glad to see you." She outstretched her arms and held him close like she was never going to let go of him.