A alarm is going off, I grunt in annoyance. I turn the alarm off, another dreadful day. I stay in bed expecting my younger brother to burst into the room and jump on my bed to wake me up. I stay, and wait, but it’s just silent, that’s weird. I get up and change, maybe he’s still asleep? unlikely, he’s always up early..maybe today is an exception? Whatever. I finish changing and head downstairs for breakfast. I look into the kitchen, normally my brother would be on his tablet while eating, my mom washing the dishes, and dad reading a magazine on the couch. But this time there not there. I look around the house, the living room, nobody, the backyard? nope, not there. I go to there rooms, maybe I woke up too early. I enter the room but it’s empty, not only my parents are missing but there stuff as well. I rush to my brothers room, it’s also empty. I start to panic, maybe there playing some prank on me, but why empty their rooms, and when did they even do that?? I start to go through my memories, trying to remember if I did something. Yesterday was terrible, I had to wake up early since I remembered that I forgot to do my homework, when I finally got to sleep my brother entered the room and the alarm went off. I got mad and yelled at him. Angrily getting ready, I headed downstairs, my parents found my hidden report card, I wasn’t the brightest in school and mostly got F’s. They started to scold me, but I was to upset and tired to care so I ignored them which only made the situation worse. They told me they would ground me and take away my devices, but I just ran out the door to school, not caring by the fact I hadn’t ate breakfast yet. I hoped to be able to get to school on time and without meeting “The popular, queen of the school”, Perla. She would always annoy and bother me, she was a bully and I didn’t wanna deal with...