It was around 7: 30 when we got home. I remembered to wear my watch since my phone was a wreck now.
The place was quiet, maybe Sally had already retired to her room or something. I quickly ushered SJ to her room and got her into bed in record time. I left her room and opened my door about to enter when I saw something pass by quickly.
What the...
I shut my door quickly then went in that direction. I found a vase sitting in the corner so I took that for self defense.
I heard another crash and found myself in the kitchen face to face with a person in all black and a ski mask?
We were being robbed?
My heart started beating wildly as adrenaline raced through me.. I didn't know much about self defense. What was I doing holding a vase?!?!
I'm ashamed to say my hand was wobbling
but when I thought about SJ sleeping snugly in her room, I knew I couldn't allow this person to reach where her room was.
I started swinging the vase wildly as the person looked at me, suddenly he bolted. I followed without thinking and slipped on something. I saw the person run out of the house before I hit the ground.
I think I hit my head because everything became blurry
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Those Three Weeks
General FictionAn alienated dad and a visit gone horribly wrong. Three weeks turned into a nightmare Who on earth is Sally and what is she hiding?
