Her name was Sara. She loved volleyball, so every week she had her practise. One night when she was coming home she heard this weird sound like something was flying behind her. She stopped and looked around her. There was nothing.
When she came home she was alone in the house because her mother was working late and she didn't have a father because he died when she was six years old in a car accident. But she had a sister. Her sisters name was Sharlot. Sharlot was a good girl she had the best grades in her class. But Sharlot sometimes would get frustrated so she would go smoking and sometimes on drugs.
