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Hail

The hail knocked against my window just like the night before.

It's the middle of spring, I have no idea why it's hailing.

I pick up my phone, it's 01:43am. I have to be awake in less than 5 hours. I don't usually have an issue with falling asleep, but lately I've been seeing too many shadows in the dark.

I decided to walk to the gas station. Not the safest thing to do, I know, but my mom hasn't been the best of role models.

I get out of bed and grab my sweatshirt that was lying on a chair.

I leave my bedroom light off and walk through the lit house towards the door.

I lock the door behind me and make my way down the dimly lit street.
The hail was small and barely noticeable.

A couple minutes later I could see the bright neon sighs outside the gas station.

The inside was empty, it was just your standard gas station.

I picked out an energy drink and went to pay. The guy behind the till looked tired, maybe I should get a job here, it'd give me something to do with my energy.

I smiled and paid, then walked back home. 

The house was exactly how I left it, it was the only house on the street that had lights on.

As soon as I opened the door I could hear my little brother crying. I walked to his room, it was empty besides him. My mom put him to sleep, but must've left after he fell asleep.
I'm not surprised at this point.

I made sure he was okay and stopped him from crying, then put him back to sleep. I waited a few minutes then left, closing the door.

After spending a few minutes looking for my mom and turning off lights. My mom's nowhere to be seen.
This doesn't faze me as much as it did when I was younger, you just get used to things after they happen a certain amount of times I guess.