Imagine a house. A small house, with a misty sky above it and grass that grew forever green, blowing frantically in the beautiful breeze. Well, that is exactly the type of house that the Stevensons live in. Emma Stevensons was the oldest of all the seven Stevensons’ children. She especially loved the crimson red roses blooming wildly over her mothers grave. She missed her mother so so much. She visited her grave everyday and usually she would burst into tears just thinking of her dear mother. But little did she know that she will soon see her again. But when…?