Pacifica P.O.V I was walking home from school when one of Susan's friends came up to me and asked if I wanted to go to have a sleepover at her house. I was about to say that I was busy, but I blacked out. The next thing I knew, I was in front of her, in my PJ's. "Pacifica? Are you okay?" She asked me. I picked up my stuff and ran home. Why was I blacked out for so long? I need to get help. Mrs. Northwest P.O.V I was washing the dishes at home when Pacifica came running in sobbing. "What's wrong Pacifica?" "YOU WOULDN'T CARE!" she shouted at me. Flashback "I'm afraid I have to tell you that your daughter has Dissociative Identity Disorder. There is no cure for it. But a man named Fiddleford McGucket (He didn't tell Preston where the man lived.) gave us this bell." The doctor took a bell out of a box. "We've made copies of the bell and it will switch the personality of the user depending on how many times it's rung." Preston stared at the bell and then to who he thought was Pacifica (Lucy was in control at the moment.). "Mr. Northwest? D.I.D is caused by childhood trauma. Do you know anything about that?" "No, nothing." I cringed knowing exactly what trauma Pacifica had to get her to have D.I.D Flashback over. I was about to go to Pacifica's room but stopped myself. I decided she needed some space. I continued washing dishes. A few hours later Preston came home from work. He wasn't used to working, he usually just hired workers and let the money roll in. "Pacifica! Get down here!" "No!" Pacifica shouted from her room, still sounding like she was crying "WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME!?" "N-Nothing!" Preston went up the stairs to Pacifica's room. I heard Pacifica screaming and I shut my eyes and covered my ears.