Rough Draft Short Story

One dark gloomy August morning, my mother was preparing to leave for work. She woke me up Bright and early before she left to tell me to be good to my little brother and sister and to take care of them. Just like any other teenager, I was overjoyed to babysit my siblings. Little did I know, I would do something that day that I wouldn't have ever thought that I could. That morning I went through my normal procedure that I go through every morning. It involves making sure that all the doors are locked, taking care of all my animals, and making my siblings breakfast. My little sister was pouring cereal in in the bowls and I was pouring the milk. As I was pouring it, I heard a gunshot and my brother scream bloody murder. I dropped the mil and ran to see if he was alright. I found him sitting in front of his bedroom window pointing to a man who had just shot out dog. At first I was wondering maybe my dog had attacked the man and it was just self defense. Then I realized, why would the man be carrying a gun and why was he at my house.

I rushed all over the house for a hiding spot. I decided to put them in the bathroom in the basement. I locked all the doors leading down there. All of a sudden I heard a loud crashing noise that sounded like glass. I was terrified, I did not know what to do. I heard footsteps crunching on glass, it sounded as if it was coming from the next room. Than the door was kicked open. A men carrying a pistol and a big bag came walking out of the room. I ran for the phone, he shot it just as I was reaching for it. I wasn’t sure what to do so I ran for my parents room where my dad kept all his guns. I closed the door and locked it, then I pushed my parents dresser in front of the door to block it off. The man started shooting through the door. One of the bullets hit me in the arm. I was in excruciating pain and blood was pouring from my