The slow tapping on that hollow wood door decreased as a younge woman feared to open it up.
"Anthena, open up!" The woman, Anthena stared at the door, fear building up in her. "Mommy, who's at the door?"

A small seven year old tugged at the woman, Anthena's, jacket. The woman stuttered to answer. "ANTHENA! OPEN IN UP!" Loud banging now started on the door.

"Oliver.. go get Tala and go over to Angela's house.." "But Mommy who's at the door?" "GO!" The small boy, Oliver, hurridly ran off to get the one year old of the house, Tala.

"ANTHENA!" The woman turned to the door, hand gently placed on it. When she heard the assuring bang of the back door closing, she unlocked the lock that kept whom ever outside out.

With out a pause, the door swung open as a grumpy, small, chubby old woman entered. "Anthena where are the children..?" Her voice was gruff,old, and full of anger. "Why mother I don't know what you are talking about.."

"The children Anthena. Where are the children?" The tweny six year old stuttered to answer the woman in her fifties. "Mother I don't have any children.."

"YES YOU DO ANTHENA! NOW WHERE ARE THEY!?!" The woman snarled in anger at the twenty six year old. "Mother the only child I had was Karasi.." "Anthena you had more..I heard them. I saw them.."

Anthena stared at the old woman. "No I didn't.." "Then who are the two younge children in that picture upon the wall?" "No one mother.. no one at all.."

"They are your children Anthena, admit it.." Anthena was about to protest, but before she could, the door swung open, and there stood two younge children. A seven year old and a one year old, both covered in dirt, and a grin on their face.

"Mommy! Mommy! Angela wants to know if we can stay for dinner! Can we?" The old woman gave a smirk at anthena. "Oliver..Oliver.. I I.. I don't think Tala would want to go.." "No no Mommy she wants to go don't you Tala?" The boy, Oliver, smiled looking at the small one year old. "Yah!"

"WEll Anthena it seems you have bussiness with your children.. Two days and if they're not in proper care by then.. I'm callling the cops.." The old woman walked out of the hollow dusty old door with a smirk on her face. "Mommy..?" "Go ahead olivr.." And with that, the boy ran off with the younger child in his arms.

Where the small family lived was no secret. It was a small, two roomed house with trash every where. Gangs were every where aswell. And most had to steal to get food. Just like Anthena had to do, on occasions.