100 Word Challenge Week #7
I walked down the street. Everybody was staring at me like I was an outcast. I got home, but strangely no one was inside the house. This was peculiar I thought to myself, everyones home by 5:30pm so I assumed they went shopping. I heard the door creek, I heard the voices I turned back to my drawings and my pencil was drawing by itself. I realized my family had left not for shopping but to hide from them. As the voices got more heavy in my head I got prepared to sprint down the street. As the door slammed I knew my only chance was to run I bolted out the door, and ran for house until the voices cancelled out of my brain.