Scavenger

Chapter 2

"Mom, I'm home!" I announce.

No response.

"Hello?" I say as I enter my living room.

"Oh my god.." I look around and everything is trashed. The TV screen it's cracked alone with the mirror that hangs beside it and a window. Glass scatters the floor. The couch is flipped over, our lamp is broken on the ground. It's a mess.

I carefully rush to my kitchen and see the same mess. I run to my moms room, no one there. I check my sisters room, empty. I run to my brothers room, empty. In his room his race car bed is flipped to the side. All his toys scattered about. Then on the ground by his bed I see his stuffed duck. He never goes anywhere without it. I pick it up and run to my room.

My heart is beating out of my chest. I don't know what to do but I do know I got to get out of my house. I sit on my floor and take off my flats and change into some sneackers. Then I take my book bag and dump everything out of it. I don't know what I am packing for or how much I would need but just to be safe I grab a sweatshirt, sweat pants, under where, socks, two t-shirts and two pairs of jeans. I would bring more but my book bag isn't all big. On top I put Noah's duck. Then I go to my jewlrey box and open the drawer and take out the money I resently got for my birthday. Then I go into the Landry room and get a pocket knife out of the tool box. I put that with some band aids and tissues in a ziplock bag. I through it all in, zip it up, grab a water bottle and run outside.

I run to the trail behind my house and keep running for about 5 minutes until I get to the familiar tree that holds my tree house that I haven't been in for years. I climb up and close and lock the door. I take off my bag and take out my phone from my pocket.

Crap, 20%.

I quickly dial 911 and out the phone to my ear. By now I'm quietly crying from fear.

"911 what's your emergency?" The operated says.

"Hello? Hi," I say. "My name is Elle Jents. I'm 13 years old and I just got home for school and my house is trashed. None of my siblings are home and neither is my mom and she doesn't work. There is glass everywhere and the dogs were let out. I-"

"Calm down honey help is on the way. What's your address?"

I tell her my address and she says that she is sending some officers down. Then she says to stay calm and not to worry. After the call I just sit and wait.

Until the gunshots.

A/N dundundunnnn! Hope you enjoyed this chapter!

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