Alone With You

Day 1

Was this some kind of joke? I hate pranks. I always have. But why does it feel so empty? Honestly I don't think my family would do this too me. Am I dead or something? I was huddled in a ball behind my couch, clutching the telephone, praying it would ring. This had to be a dream.

I took a deep breath, and told myself to calm down. I'll just go about my day like nothing is wrong, that way my mind will be tricked. My family just went out to the store. That's what I'll tell myself. And they will be back soon.

I took a long shower, a positive to this is that I don't have to worry about anyone barging in  the bathroom, somebody flushing the toilet and making the water go boiling hot, or children that won't stop banging on the door. See? This wasn't bad. It was just peaceful. I made breakfast and sat down in my usual spot. It made me miss my family, and my dogs laying under the table waiting for someone to drop something.

It's already noon and all I have done was sit on the couch on my phone. I needed to do something. But what? We were really needing to go to the grocery store but that was the excuse I had so I wouldn't panic.

I finally decided to mow the lawn, even though our lawn was completely fine and didn't really need to be mowed, I did it anyways.

Something was off while I mowed, everything was silent except for the mower, it was a beautiful day and there are usually kids playing around our neighborhood but this time they're weren't. And whenever I get the mower out the neighbors dog goes like crazy, but this time there were no dogs barking, and no children playing. Why? Not even one car went down our street, which is also weird.

When I went back inside I was dripping with sweat, I guess I should have waited until I was done mowing to have a shower, oh well .

When it was around 6 I tossed a pizza in the oven for dinner. Still no sign of my family or any human life to be honest.

I soon realized I couldn't stand the silence, I needed some noise, I turned on the radio for some music- nothing. all our local stations just played static. There goes that idea.

Of course, there's YouTube, and they have all kinds of music. I put on a podcast and listened to the comforting sound of human dialog.

It's already 7:30, nobody is here. Is my family okay? Did they just disappear?

I decided to go to bed early, I went to bed in my parents bedroom, wrapped in my moms blanket and all of my pillows and stuffies, then, crying, I fell asleep. Praying that in the morning, my family will be downstairs waiting for me.