Outside, the dark clouds rushed across the stormy sky, it was midnight in Grantham town. Inside the derelict house, a lost shadow  slowly drifted past the gloomy window. Ebony shivered with cold. She began to cry, as rain fell on her thin jacket. Wind swirled like a tornado through the cracked windows. The abandoned house flickered, as if telling her “there is no safe place here for you.” But a safe shelter is what she needed.