The sound of breaking glass stopped her. Brooke dropped the tv remote and froze. What was that? she thought frightened. Her parents weren't suppose to be home when she got back from practice. She was about to call them when she realized both of their cars were gone so they couldn't be home. Immediately she realized someone was in her house. Her heart beat sped up and she started shaking not knowing what to do but then decided to call 911 right away. She turned and quickly tiptoed to the kitchen. She turned the corner and screamed.
"Don't move" said the man dressed in all black. He had a face mask on so she couldn't see what he looked like. his voice was deep and he had a thick accent she couldn't recognize. When he pulled out a gun her heart dropped. He pointed it at her and she thought her life was going to be over. She stood there trembling with fear. For some reason he decided against shooting her and began to keep looking for anything that was valuable. Brooke remained where she was, glued to the floor. She only slightly twitched when his phone rang. He answered and began fighting with the person in a different language. When he was distracted Brooke saw it as her only opportunity. She grabbed her father's butcher knife that was sitting on the counter and threw it as hard as she possibly could. She didn't even look to see where it had hit him because she was already sprinting out of the house when she heard him scream.
She was barging through her neighbors door less then 20 seconds later. Mrs.Sage was extremely worried when she saw the look on Brooke's pale, firghtened face. Brooke explained what had happened between sobs and Mrs.Sage called the police. The rest of the night was a blur. Brooke felt better when her parents came home but wasn't completely relieved until she overheard the police man say
"You don't have to worry, he's dead."
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