Some Evening Drama
I watched as my mom slammed the back door. This was it. My little brother and I were finally home alone for the whole evening.
“Can we watch a movie, Penny?” my brother Louis asked.
“Why not?” I grabbed the remote and turned the TV on. We picked out our favorite scary movie about witches.
Running to the kitchen, I quickly checked to see if there were any snacks in the cupboard. I scanned the whole cupboard until I finally found a bag of chips. Sweet, I thought, grabbing and opening the chips. I rushed to the couch as the movie was about to begin.
As I was just starting to be engaged in this scary movie, I heard a knock coming from the front door.
“I’ll get it,” Louis said.
I was about to say, ”No,” but he had already opened the door. He stared at it in shock, screaming. “Pen?”
In a panic, I ran up to him, trying to shush him. My brother had never acted like this before. What in the world was bothering him now?
“What is it?” I gently nudged him. Louis was shaking like crazy.
“I-I-I think I saw…” he stuttered, “a monster.”
I rolled my eyes. Louis was too old for this talk. “Lou, is this because of the movie that we’re watching?” I tried to say as calmly as I could. There were a couple of monsters mentioned in the movie, which could be it.
His expression changed. “It was no one.”
I knew something was up, but I decided not to worry about it. We resumed watching the movie.
Suddenly I heard another banging on the door. “I’ll get it this time.”
I strode to the door. When I opened it, I saw a tall, statue-like thing staring at me. It had red eyes that never left my gaze and greenish spots all over its body. As I looked past our house, there were more of them, all coming towards the house. I slammed the door.
“Louis,” I said, shaking, “I think you were right.”