Lost and Afraid

Chapter 1: That Night

Amber's POV:

"Mom!" I cried. I really needed to find that box. I've been looking for over an hour now and still there's been no sign of it anywhere. I heard my mother's footsteps coming up the steps of the attic and she asked, "Yes Amber?"

"I can't find the box!" I cried.

"Have you looked on top of those shelves?"

"Yes."

"What about under those old clothes?"

"Yeah I've looked everywhere!"

"Hmm, what about that little crawl space over there?"

I looked to where she was pointing and believe it or not I haven't looked there. I shook my head no and walked over there, almost tripping over an old stuffed bear before finally reaching the crawl space. I looked inside and sure enough there was the box. "Yes!" I said.

My mother chuckled behind me and said, "Told you it would be up here." I sighed and rolled my eyes but only jokingly. I really did love my mom. She stayed up this late just so I could find that box. Already it was 3am.

I turned around and said, "Thanks mom!" and hugged her. She laughed again, "No problem, now go to bed before we wake up your brothers."

With that she walked down the steps and walked downstairs to shut off the lights. I was tired and exhausted from looking around for the box. I sat down on one of the toy chests and opened the lid. I sighed when I saw what was inside, my aunt's jewelry box.

Aunt Jennie passed away two years ago and I was close to her. I was devastated when she died. I was only 13 and it was a hard year for me. Not only was I becoming adjusted to being a teen, but that was the year we moved from New York to Georgia. All in all it wasn't a good year.

Today is my birthday and in the will Aunt Jennie had left me all of her jewelry that I used to try on when we visited. I was only allowed to get and open the box when I was 15. Now I was.

Lost in my thoughts I hadn't noticed the voices downstairs. My mom was talking to someone-no, two people- and she sounded scared. My mom was never scared, she was always confident and careful, never have I seen her scared. And it scared me.

I peaked through a hole in one of the floor boards and what I saw scared the hell out of me. My mom was in the kitchen, backed into a corner, and there were two guys in ski masks. One was holding a knife and the other a gun. WE WERE BEING ROBBED!

I gasped and luckily the two men didn't hear me. My mother did however and her eyes shot up to where I was peaking through and mouthed, "hide".

I quickly and quietly got up from the floor and shut the step-ladder that led up to the attic. I put a crate over it and laid back down to peak as to see what was happening.
As soon as I did there was a loud noise and that was the last I saw before everything went black.
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Authors note:

Hey so I don't know why I started writing this or whatever but you know I did. Tell me what you think so far and what you thinks gonna happen. I love the feedback or whatever so yeah.

-Alexa