"Mom?" I call from outside my room.
You see, I only live with my mom, and have been for the past 5 years. My dad had been caught wih another girl, so my mom filed for divorce and chose to take me, while my dad got to keep my younger sister.
I go downstairs and call again.
"Mom?" Still no response.
The living room was just like how we left it last night. Our bowls from dinner were still on the table, some filled with leftover chicken. A smaller bowl is tipped over, letting ketchup spill on the table.
I check Mom's bedroom. I'm usually not allowed in here, ever since the night I invited my friends over for a sleepover when we used all of Mom's makeup for... a number of reasons. I open the door just enough for me to peek inside. Empty.
The kitchen was empty, too... well, not entirely. The sink had stacks of cups and bottles. What was my mom doing last night?
The last spot was the bathroom. I enter inside and find a note taped to the back of the door. Of all the places you could've put the note, this was the one you chose.
The note read:
Vess,
If you found this note then you probably called for me a couple times while looking for me.
Well, you're right on that one.
Also, this means that you went near and possibly entered my room. You're grounded for doing that, young lady.
It's not my fault you weren't answering. If you did, then I wouldn't need to go to your room. And if you were in there, I'd have a reason to go in. So...
Anyway, I just went out to get some groceries.
Typical parents.
I'll be back before lunchtime. There's some sandwiches in the fridge. Help yourself to some when you're hungry.
- Mom
I have the entire house to myself until lunchtime. I take a glance at the clock in the living room. 8:30. Sweet.
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