I woke up early that morning and began to pack my things. After I was finished I double checked just to make sure I had everything before shouldering my pack. As I was passing my desk I spotted something there that wasn't supposed to be there.
It was the silver locket my parents had given me for my fifteenth birthday. I used to wear it all the time but then that dreadful day happened. I had taken it off the next day feeling.
Gingerly I picked it up and opened it to find their smiling faces look at me. In between my mom and dad was me. The picture had been taken at a water park. I felt hot tears start to fall down my cheeks. I squeazed the locket in my hand as I swallowed trying to stop myself from crying.
I wiped the tears away and put the locket around my neck. I glanced at myself in the mirror before shouldering my pack. I walked out of my room, said good-bye to my "neighbors" and went to go find Ashton and the others.