It was in the middle of September and I was all alone in the kitchen. I was 12 years old and I had to wait for my brothers bus to come because he was a first grader. I was waiting all silently and I felt a presence beside me so I started to freak a little and went into the living room to watch TV. I turned the TV on and it didn’t work so I went to get my phone. I sat down at the table and started to look at my text. All of the sudden all of the cabinets opened and I had this sharp pain in my stomach. I fell on the floor and was holding my stomach and screaming hoping someone would come.
My brother had just got off the bus and was rushing to the house to see why I wasn’t at the stop to get him. He saw that I was in pain and called 911. All I really remember was that the ambulance called my mom and they brought my brother in the ambulance too. They put me in immediate surgery to take my appendix out.
It was 2 months later and I was just recovering enough so I can go to school. I got off the bus and was laying down. This time the TV worked and I didn’t feel alone. I walked outside and locked the door to go get my brother. I walked down to the stop and stood there. I saw the bus come down but it didn’t stop. I didn’t have my phone on me and I couldn’t run. I was thinking oh great I lost my brother and left my phone in the house how could it get any worse!
I walked down to the house and grabbed my phone and locked the the door as I walked out. I went down to the stopped and called my mom. She called his school and they said the bus hasn’t got there yet. I got worried but he got off the bus safely. I don’t know what happened because there are only 2 buses that run to my house. I called my mom to come get us and she did. I asked to go to a daycare and never stay home alone again!
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