On a fine summer's day, which just so happened to be Pheona’s birthday, Pheona was sitting on her couch, waiting, waiting for something to interest her, anything.
Looking around her messy living room she spots a toy she used to play with when she was younger, it stood out to her, although she had ditched it earlier on, she wanted to hold it again.
She touched the peachy walls of her house heading towards the little pink bunny, she was careful not to go near the porcelain vase that she had almost broken six times.
The bunny was soft, Pheona was clutching it thinking about how her parents had work and weren’t able to take time off for her birthday. Tears started forming in her eyes but she wiped them away, she knew her parents had important things to do at work, it wasn’t fair for her to cry.
What she didn’t know were her parent's jobs, they never told her, and seemed to be talking in a completely different language when they talked about it. She didn’t ask about it, she didn’t want to know, the way her parents talked about it made her uninterested in it.
Pheona sighs putting her bunny back into her tiny toy box and heads towards the window, looking around she sees a man, a short plump one wearing a robe-like thing and he seemed to be looking at a golden pocket watch. Pheona kept looking at the man, it seemed like he was passing by, but those clothes had caught her attention, she had seen them before.
The man left five minutes later, Pheona was still looking at the corner where she lost sight of the man, thinking about where she had seen those clothes before.

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Pheona’s parents arrived around six o'clock. She was still thinking about the man but the arrival of her parents snapped her out of it.
“Mom you’re home” Pheona said hugging her mother. She looked at her dad and scowled, he pushed past Pheona and sat down on the couch, while her mother asked about her day.
“I’m so sorry we couldn’t be home, it was urgent, and we couldn’t have missed it, how was your day”.
“It was fine, saw a weird guy, he was wearing funny clothes” Pheona replied stepping aside so her mother could come inside.
“Funny clothes”? Her mother asked heading towards the kitchen.
“Ya, he was wearing a red robe-like thing and it had this little lion thing imprinted on the corner”.
Her mother's eyes widened at Pheona’s description.
“It was probably your imagination”.
Pheona nodded, not really agreeing but deciding not to argue. She left her mother to go get ready, there was one thing good about this day, her family was going to the movies!
Standing in her room, Pheona looked at the clothes that she had picked out, black leggings and skirt with a white button-up shirt. She hopped into her clothes and scrambled out of her room, hitting her toe on her door in the progress.
“Owie” Pheona wined hopping on one foot and rubbing her toe.
Her mother came out of the kitchen and raised her eyebrows at Pheona.
“I see you’re ready….all except one thing” she said handing Pheona a light brown box.
Pheona opened the box and saw a little blue handbag in the shape of an owl, just like her birthmark. She touched her neck feeling for the birthmark, of course, she couldn’t feel it, but she had memorized the place.
“Thank you” Pheona says heading up to her room to put it away.
She puts the bag in a corner, on top of a pile of messy clothes that had been sitting on a chair. Pheona didn’t want to wear it to the movies, she liked not doing anything with new things.
“Everyone ready” my mom asked my family.
We all nodded, putting our shoes on we headed outside and into the car.
After buying popcorn, and getting our tickets we sat down to watch Sticky Gum.
“That was pretty good” my mom said after the movie was over.
Pheona nodded, the movie had been pretty good not the best but pretty good.
“Oh my, we need to hurry, someone will be coming over for dinner” my mom said pushing us to make us go faster.
Pheona looked at her mother, someone was coming over? It wasn’t anyone she knew, her mother would have told her, maybe it was someone from her father’s side, she didn’t know a lot about them.
“Do I know them”? Pheona asks sitting in her seat.
“No I don’t think so” her mother replies as the car starts moving.
As the car pulls up in the driveway Pheona wonders who the person is. They aren’t someone that has a child, her mother would tell her if they had one, she decides to wait and see.
After getting the table set up for dinner Pheona plops on the couch and turns the tv on. She’s watching the news when the bell rings.
“I’ll get it”! Her father shouts.
Pheona follows him eager to get a look at the guest. Her eyes widen, standing there in all his robeiness is the same short plump man from before.