I wake up to the sounds of screams. Not knowing what's going on I look out my  window to see chaos. People are running away from their homes, some are being dragged to the ground with guns put to their heads. My neighbors are outside our front porch talking to my mother, who looks concerned. I throw my jacket on and sneak down the stairs. At the foot of the stairs I hear my name and freeze. I stop to listen.

¨They're coming for June. They want to speak to her.¨ My neighbor Mr. Kyle says.

¨What do they want with her?¨ Mom says with true concern.

¨We don't know. They won't tell us.¨

Just then Mr. Kyle turns around to see law enforcement coming to our house. I turn to go backup the stairs, but on the last step my mom calls my name. what did I do wrong? I ask myself. Why do they want me?  I start walking back down the stairs as slowly as possible. When I reach the last step I see two white lab coats and freeze.

¨Mrs. Jones we'd like to speak to you.¨