I never should have stayed home alone

I am thirteen years old, my parents decided to leave me home alone for the first time while they went to grandmas.

"You won't be scared now, will you?" my mom said with her usually condescending tone (I fucking hate that hag)

"Of course not mom, I'm a teen now, I can handle anything"

In preparation for the night, I played my "get pumped" workout mix and hit the punching bag a few times, in case any home invaders decide to show up.

"We took care of pizza for dinner, call Mr. Oakfield next door in case of an emergency" my dad knows how much I love pizza.

So I'm just sitting in my room, working on an oldschool runescape montage, when I hear the doorbell ring. I run to the door and collect my pizza. It is a large stuffed crust with ham. I give him a tip of $0.47 and start to close the door when he says: "I'm really sorry to ask man, but can I use your bathroom?"

"Sure", I say awkwardly, as a streak of sweat begins to form above my eyes. "I'll have to call and ask my parents though"

"That's fine", he said.

I call my dad and explain the situation, "Son, call the cops"

"Why?" My heart begins to beat faster and faster, I realize I'm holding the phone upside down.

"We didn't get delivery, we got DiGiornos!" I turn around and see I left the door open, the pizza guy has vanished.

"Grab the DiGiornos and get out! Call the cops!"

to be continued?

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Originally uploaded on May 28, 2015

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