Have You Locked The Door?

• Faith Clayton, Grade 5
• Short Story
• 2017

hinking to myself regretfully why just, why didn't I lock that door? How dumb could I possible get? Close to tears I desperately tried to think of some evil minded devil who could of done this to my poor innocent sister, Summer. Suddenly I threw into a rage, angry at the killer for killing Summer, angry at myself for being so forgetful, than the rage turned into pure fear. Is he still in the house? I didn't realize it ‘till just now.. Lexi had gone dead silent. Oh no! Have I now lost two sisters? Because if I had god only knows what would happen!
I bolted up the stairs faster than the speed of light, flying up 5 steps at a time. My mind was racing like a nascar at full speed of what scenarios could of happened. Is she sleeping? Is she just being quiet? Oh no… I didn't want to think that but somehow my brain forced me to. Is she,i-i-is she she d-d-dead forcing the tears back and finally getting to the top of the stairs. A humongous wave of relief washed over me.
She was sleeping as sound as a rock. Crying tears of joy I flopped onto the bed exhausted. There was no time for sleeping because I still had to figure out what happened.