My name is Emma Bradshaw and I am a spy. Of course, that sounds unbelievable but it is true. I work at this spy organization for all ages, but I can't tell you its name. Not now, anyway. I even have an official spy badge from the organization. In fact, I remember the day I became a spy like it was yesterday even though it was THREE YEARS AGO. Right now, I'm thirteen so I was ten when the disaster happened. This is how it started. I was doing my homework in the living room while watching T.V, when my mom came home from work. She was frantic and anxious. "Sweetie, you know I love you, right? And I would never do anything to put you in danger."