The Stalker.
When we arrived home after having a lovely dinner at Chili`s we saw that the door was hanging open. My mom screamed at the top of her lungs, burst out of the car, and ran inside to find it empty. There was nothing left. Except one thing, right in the middle of the living room, lied a picture of me and my sisters from my mothers office. We all thought that it was strange, but I knew it was a sign. That whoever robbed us knew who they were robbing.
