• "Come on, Lidia! Come on, let's go!" Kati pulled me into the house, up the stairs, and into the attic. I had a pretty good idea of what was going on. "Ok, Kati. Open the trunk so I could see what's inside." I said, ruffling Kati's hair and smiling. "It's locked. It needs a key." Kati said, looking up at me with her round eyes. "Ok. Let's find the key." I said as I walked around the tiny attic. It wasn't very cheerful up there. Everything was worn out, and most of the crap wasn't even ours. There was only one window, but someone blocked it off by putting chunks of log on the glass. None of the stuff had a color brighter then dark brown.

    "Hey Lidia, I found the key!" Kati happily jumped around in circles, making the old floorboards creak under her steps. "Really? Hand it to me." I said,holding my hand out. Kati reluctantly put it in my hand. I tried putting the key in the trunk. "Too big. Try to find a different one." I said, tossing the key on the floor. It made a loud CLANG! after it landed. I flinched. "Lidia, another key!" Kati giggled. "Ok. Give it to me." I smiled. "Catch!" Kati threw it to me. With wide, scared eyes, I jumped up and caught it. I put it into the trunk. It opened, and light emerged from the inside. "What is it?" Kati asked. She jumped onto my shoulders and looked inside.

    "A dolly! A dolly! Lidia, can I keep it?" Kati bounced off my shoulders and picked up whatever was in the trunk. The doll was actually kind of pretty. It had long red, curly hair, a baby blue dress on that was up to it's knees, Mary Jane shoes, blueish eyes, and pale "skin". It was a porcelain doll. "Sure, why not? It's not like it'll haunt us. She's all yours, Kati." I smoothed the doll's hair as I said that. Kati jumped up and down, squeezing the doll. "Yay, yay, yay! I'm naming her Lulu!" Kati squealed. I peered through little cracks through the log that covered the window. My parents stepped outside of the house. I turned back to Kati, who was already running downstairs with her new best friend.