"Good morning World" saying to myself in a cheery mood. I don't know what has made me feel so happy but it's a bit creepy.
Walking downstairs, the kettle is making a cloud of steam above the handle of it. Mum is just (or trying to) multi task by washing the dishes and making breakfast. She's been like this ever sinced Dad moved away for work. She feels she has to take on the weight of the world. I wouldn't be suprised if I ended up with soapy toast.
"Morning Sweetie"
"Morning Mum" I say with a little grunt.
Mum has the personality of lion and rabbit. She can fire up at you but also wander off into her own little world.
"Have a good sleep?"
"Yeah pretty good, except for the next door neighbours dog barking all night! She should really train her to start barking at 7 in the morning and then I won't need an alarm"
She giggles at me. As Mum finishes off, I take a seat at the table listening to station 'Guess Who?' on the radio. Mum says it is "calming" and "tests your knowledge." I really couldn't agree less. I take a look at Mum to find her gazing into the backyard with a blank expression. I look to see what shes looking at, but see nothing.
"Mum? You with me?" Still no answer. "Muuumm...?"
"Oh sorry sweetie"
"What were you looking at?"
"I thought I saw something in the back garden, but it was probably just a rabbit scavenging for some food"
"Oh" I don't know how to take this. I swear I saw nothing, but there had to of been something she was looking at.
My breakfast wasn't that great, but I still thanked Mum. I went up stairs to get changed and fix my bed head, then came down to say goodbye.
"Bye Mum!"
"Bye my little hunny bun!"
"Mummm"
"Sorry Chicka Dee"
"Argh"
I walk out the door down the old brick steps. Our house looks pretty similar to a rubbish dump with scratched, white walls and a small 'Home sweet home' sign hanging just beside the door. As I walk down the pathway I have a feeling that someone is watching me. I hurry my walking pace to jogging. Locking the old picket fence, I head off to school.
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Fear (What Time Is It)
HorrorAmberely Mike. A seemingly normal day. The best friend. Being an average day, she didn't expect anything else. Earlier that morning, Amber has an anonymous sense of someone watching her, yet pushes it aside. Until games are played, rumours are passe...
