" Have You told Ezra about Ellie?" Grandma asked. "No I don't think the 6 year old could handle it." Mira said. "That thief of the year.... Of course he could!" Grandma said. " Oh I truly miss that beauty of your's I hope she's alright..." Grandma said. "Uh Grandma Susan what are you guys talking about?" Ezra asked eating some chicken noodle soup. "Oh just some.... Kissing lovey things." She said lying.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!" Ezra said running under the sofa. "Works every time." Grandma Sue said. "As I was saying I hope Ella is ok.... I really really do." Grandma said.

Flash back....... My small feet hit the mossy stone floor. Ezra was behind me, we were trying to steal like are parents had done before. We wanted to be brave and courages like them. So we headed to the market place for some maloorun fruit. At the time I couldn't pronounce it because I was only 4 but I knew it was brightly colored fruit. Some men and women in white suits and funny masks had the malooruns in a box, so me and Ezra threw sharp stuff at it.

Until Ezra crossed the line. He threw a big rock at a one of those white guys! He fell. Now I ran up to the box of fruit and ran with it away. "Ella!!" Ezra yelled as I was being chased. Something big flew in the air and made Ezra fall like the white guy. "Oh no!!! I said still running away. My parents had ran from where they were and picked up Ezra.

"Ezra!!!" Dad shouted. "Look Ella!! Wait come back!!!!" Mira shouted. But I already ran out of sight.

Flashback over......

"I still have nightmares about that horrid day.... And Ezra doesn't remember a thing!" His dad said. "It worries me..." Mira said.