It won't be that easy for when you are a girl who is being taken care of by a mystery gang. Yes I was in the caring hands of a team of mystery solving team and their dog who likes good food.

My name's July, named from the seventh month of the year of the calendar. I should start at the beginning on how.

It all happened when I was seven years old at the time. I also had a mother and father at the time as well. We never had anything that is worth for us, but we had each other with love. All that changed one night, when a wire cable exploded and started a fire.

My parents suffered so many injuries and the smoke got into their lungs that they can't breathe. We did make it out, but I became worried for my parents. Very worried. Then before I knew what's happening. My parents died.

I was all alone at first and I have no other family members left. The police noticed it and I went with them.

I hope that I can have a foster home, but I didn't get one. Instead I was taken in by some teens with their dog.

They said to me that they'll take great care of me. I'm not so sure about this though. Then they took me to their van and I saw the name on it. It said 'Mystery Machine' and I have never heard of a name like that before.

I don't know what to do now. This is going to be strange for me.