Home Alone

Intro

  Don't cause any trouble were the last words my parents said before the left. They're going to be gone for a few days. I looked put the window. The summer sun was high in the sky. I was dressed in shorts, a sleeveless shirt, and was barefoot.

My alarm rang. Time to apply my lotion. Like most teenagers these days, I care about my looks and how my skin feels. I like to keep my skin soft and moist. I like the glow my skin gets after putting lotion. I got my lotion, and started spreading it on my arm, then my legs. I got some more lotion and rubbed it on my soles. This was my favorite part. That ticklish feeling you get when your fingers touch your soles, the lotion making soft. I made sure I got every inch of my feet.

  For fun, I got a feather and started tickling my own feet. The lotion made my feet more ticklish, just the way I like it. I wanted to laugh, but I could only grin. After all, you can't tickle your self and laugh. I wish someone could tickle me. But one of the rules my mom have me before she left was, no friends are allowed over.

  I just sat there watching TV. While my soles were on the table, and the breeze just tickled them ever so lightly. I spread toes out, hoping for my tickles, but the breeze stopped. I felt lonely.