I enter the grocery store feeling refreshed. School just started and my 18th birthday is in 2 weeks. I'm so ecstatic. I stroll down the produce aisle and spot some fresh apples and oranges. I pick up a plastic bag and pick up a few oranges when I come to a halt. The hair on the back of my neck stand tall. I glance over my shoulder. I see an elderly woman and what seems to be her grandson behind me eyeing some cantaloupe. Nothing strange there. But somehow I felt I was being watched. I shake the feeling off and continue collecting oranges and weighing them. I hear someone yelling my name and thudding footsteps I'm just about to turn around when---
" Hey Cody! What's up?" said some guy I didn't recognize.
"Hey...do I know you?" I asked.
The mysterious guy seemed embarrassed smiled and rubbed his hand through his blonde hair.
" Sorry you probably don't recognize me but I go to our high school..." he trailed off.
I waited.
He shook his head and held out a hand.
" I'm Peter" he said. I shook his hand politely and placed the bag on my right hip.
~ At Home ~
I sat on the sofa curled up in my great grandma Kate's old wool blanket. It begun to thunder and lightning so all the lights were off. I glanced at my clock on the wall. 11:49. I closed my eyes for 2 seconds when I heard glass shatter. I ran upstairs towards my room. I slowly twist the knob to my bedroom door when more glass shatters. I open the door. Before my eyes I see..... a shadowy figure exit the window. I flick the light on but too the figure is gone. I look at the window. It was open but not broken. What where'd all this glass come from? I asked myself. I look at my bedside table. My picture of grandmother Katherine was shattered. "OMG!!! NO! NO! NO! NO!' I screamed. I ran to the frame and cried. I fell to my knees and sobbed. I heard my front door bang open. I heard familiar thudding footsteps coming up the stairs. Peter appeared at my door. His face is red and he's panting.
" Are you okay? What happened---" he panted. He saw me crying.
He ran over to me and comforted me. I was gratitude someone was there since Kate died. Now I have to fix her frame and find out who broke into my house.....
