You were in the RV with your mom Alex Friedman. She was an astrophysicist. And both of you were in the company of a convicted felon driving you and two apparent aliens to Witch Mountain.

Sara, Seth’s twin, was fast asleep- her dog Junkyard sleeping beside her. While you lay beside Seth. Both of you had kind of bonded, in the short time he was here. Despite his hatred for humans- you were somewhat of an exception. You didn’t have many friends considering your weird interest in space and other things. But Seth was different. He wanted to be your friend, even though he’d be back on his home planet in 24 hours at the most.