I wiped the dust off with my sleeve, scraping the residue off of the cotton. I opened the case, finding a portrait. My eyes dart to a tall, fit man. Our matching blue eyes look at each other. Next to him, a blonde haired woman, who’s hand is in his. A little boy placed in front of the man. His smile mirroring the little girl standing beside him who clutches a teddy bear. I glare across my bedroom, eyes fixated on an identical teddy bear laying on my bed. “If this is my family and I, then who’s downstairs?”