I turned around and walked
home, this time Alexander didn't stop me. He was so
weird, one minute he hates me, now he tried to kiss me.
When I spotted my house, the lights were out. That's
weird. My mom's always home by now, after dark she goes
out. I went to the door and pulled the handle. But it was
locked. I banged on the door, no answer. I rummaged through
my bag for a key, but I couldn't find it. I swore I put
it in here this morning. I went to the side door, locked. I
went to the back door, locked. What the hell?! I looked to
the side, and the window was slightly open. I slipped my
hand in and unlocked the door. I walked in.
"Ma, I'm home! Where are you?" I looked
around but she wasn't there. "Mom!" I kept
screaming. I dropped all my books and bag at the door, I
would probably never find that again. I went into her room,
and there she was on the floor, face down. She looked
lifeless. I ran through the mess, tripping over everything.
I tripped over a little box, who the hell knew what was in
it. I went flying across the mess, landing right next to
her. I turned her around.
"Mom... mom?! MOM! Wake up!" I kept shaking her.
Oh no. Right then, the doorbell rang. Really? Right now?
And no one ever comes to our house, and none of my friends
have been here. I didn't answer the door, I was
thinking off calling 911, but then they would come here,
and then it would be in the town newspaper. No. No one
would ever see this house like this. That would be too
embarrassing. I always had nightmares like this. Finding my
mom dead. I would wake up screaming. But that was when I
was little.
I couldn't drive but I didn't care. I picked my mom
up and went outside to find the person I would least expect
at the door.
nmf
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