Alone

Chapter 1

     There were three sharp knocks at the door. Knock. Knock. Knock. The first thing I thought was, is someone trying to break in? My dad tells my to stay put. I do as I'm told. I sit on the chair trembling in fear. He opens the door and...BANG! A dozen cops come barging in. By this time I'm crying. I think to myself, I must be dreaming. But this is no dream, this is a nightmare.
     One of the police push my dad to the ground. Another pushing his shield in my face. At this time my mom walks out of her room half asleep. The cop tells her to get on the ground. You can tell she is scared. She does as she's told and gets to the ground. I see both of my parents being cuffed by police.
     I see a cop put a gun to Steven, my brother in law. My brother is now at my side shaking. Trembaling with fear. They take Steven out the house. Where is he going, I wonder.
     My dad is pulled over to the side while a cop talks to him. One female cop with long dark brown hair comes and tells me and my brother Adam to calm down and that everything was going to be okay. I didn't believe her. What's okay about a dozen cops coming into your house at five in the morning. This. Was. Not. Okay.
     I try my best to get ready as normal. I still had to go to school. After I put my clothes on I go to the kitchen and sit next to my mom. One of the cops are talking to her. I survay the room. Where is my dad. I listen to the cop talking to my mom. He tells her that someone said that we were illegally selling drugs. This cannot be true I thought.
     It was time for me to go to school. Before I left one of the cops had to check my bag. What kinds of things would an 11 year old have that the cops had to look for. When I walked outside there was about five police cars. There was another big truck that had prison bars on it. As I was walking to the bus stop I was trying so hard not to cry. But I couldn't help it so, I cried.
     I remember my mom telling me to call my Grandma so that's exactly what she did. It's only 6:30. I really hope she answers. Luckily she did. I tell her that there are cops all in my house and that we need her here, that I need her here.
     About five mminutes later the bus is here. I'm already dreading the rest of the day. I reluctantly drag myself into the bus trying not to cry.