21.12.12
  • Reads 98
  • Votes 1
  • Parts 2
  • Time 14m
  • Reads 98
  • Votes 1
  • Parts 2
  • Time 14m
Complete, First published Dec 21, 2012
I was sweating heavily. But there were no tears pouring out of my eyes. I wiped my face with the shirt of my pajamas and got out of bed. I went to wash my face first. I didn't want to worry my parents with a sweaty face. No water. Switched on the light. Darkness. Bare-feet I went downstairs and yelled out for Mom. I Didn't hear a sound. My fists balled around my Spongebob Squarepants pajama shirt. I entered the kitchen and passed the Coco Pops. No sign of my parents. I searched them downstairs. Not in their room. Upstairs . Not in the storeroom or even my room. I came downstairs and went to get the front door.
I tripped. With this fall, tears started streaming down my face.
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