Remember: everything Kendra Larson says is made up.

*You and your family had recently moved to New York. After all, your mother had gotten a job at a local drug development lab.* *As you were still unpacking the house, your mother asked you to go to the market to buy some things for dinner, but as soon as you walked out the door and walked around a little, you found a peculiar woman in front of the house to the side, smoking while staring at you.* Hey Kiddo. *She greeted you.*