First day on the job.

Lizzie ran to her aunt's apartment. Her aunt Gilda was her caretaker. Lizzie's parents had died in a tornado when Matthew was just four. So Gilda took care of them. Lizzie ran into the apartment. "I'm home Aunt Gilda" she yelled. Aunt Gilda was tearing pieces off the couch, much to Lizzie's horror. "Aunt Gilda, what are you doing?" She cried. Gilda just looked at Lizzie and kept tearing at the couch. "Matthew" Lizzie whispered and ran toward the balcony, where Mattew was standing. She quickly scooped him up and brought him inside. "Aunt Gilda, how could you forget about Matthew?" Lizzie said, close to tears. Aunt Gilda frowned. "It's in here somewhere, I know it is" she said. "Aunt Gilda, what are you talking about?" Lizzie asked.

Author's Note

CLIFFHANGER!!! DUN DUN DUN!!!!!!