Kendra's Point of View.
"What's wrong?" I asked myself as I walked to my place, satisfied in every way I could, a crowd piled in our hallway.
"Kendra, you're just coming in?" Someone asked as I came closer.
"What's happening?" I asked, stopping to view the situation before I would continue.
"Some guards had come in this morning." The person explained.
"To do what?"
"I don't know, but they had gone to your room." He explained.
"Why?" I asked myself, "The Luna came?" I asked one last time.
"No, just the guards." The person answered, I drew in a deep breath before fighting through the crowd's shuffling and scuffling to get to my room, the door still intact, as I opened it to find the room scattered, my mother on the floor, bleeding in different places, some mean looking people standin
