‘’Aelita?’’ Jeremie asked knoking on the gest room door. ’’Aelita wake up. It’s time for breakfast.’’ There was no respone so he opened the door.  

     Her book bag layed on the ground, the sheets on the floor.  

     Jeremie walked in and almost steped on Mr. Pück. He picked the doll up and looked around. Her night gown layed by the opened window.  

     Jeremie ran to the window and looked down. One trash can was pushed aside and the other one was sqashed mettle.

       He ran out of her room and down the stairs to the kichen where his parents were getting breakfast ready. 

      ‘’Mom! Dad! Aelita’s disappered!’’