GregKoren
Chapter four: Evil Eye
Ding-dong!
The doorbell was still ringing, and the time by which my parents should've answered the door had passed. I still wasn’t worried, though. They were heavy sleepers.
I got out of bed and clomped down the stairs, loudly clearing my throat. I made as much noise as I possibly could because I wanted my parents to wake up. I wanted them to see me in my pajamas, rudely awakened from a “deep sleep,” just like them.
We would be outraged together, allied in anger against our nocturnal visitor. My curfew-breaking would be forgotten!
I opened the door.
My parents stood on the stoop, giving me the evil eye.
To be continued...
Chapter four: Evil Eye
Ding-dong!
The doorbell was still ringing, and the time by which my parents should've answered the door had passed. I still wasn’t worried, though. They were heavy sleepers.
I got out of bed and clomped down the stairs, loudly clearing my throat. I made as much noise as I possibly could because I wanted my parents to wake up. I wanted them to see me in my pajamas, rudely awakened from a “deep sleep,” just like them.
We would be outraged together, allied in anger against our nocturnal visitor. My curfew-breaking would be forgotten!
I opened the door.
My parents stood on the stoop, giving me the evil eye.
To be continued...