Lana POV

I sat in my room as the world outside went dark.
I was sitting in my room reading and occasionally texting my friends.
I had already called my grandma to read and I had practiced my violin, now all I had to do was wait for my mom to get off work and come home.
Suddenly I hear a noise, something like the door opening.
"Mom!?" I call, hoping, please Starclan, let it be my mom.
I slid off my bed and stood up, walking to my bedroom door.
"Hello!?" I call again.
I ran to my bed and dialled 911.
"911 what's your emergency?" A woman answered.
"There's someone in my house, I'm home alone," I say quickly.
"How old are you sweetie?" The woman asks.
"Thirteen, almost fourteen. But I'm not gonna make it to fourteen if you don't hurry up and come!" I shout.
I hear footsteps around the house.
"Leave your room, get out of the house," the woman says.
"O- ok," I say, I push up my window, just to be surprised by the sight of the neighbors new boyfriend outside my house, staring right at my window.
"The neighbor... He's the one in my house," I say.
"Just get out," the woman says, "talk later."
"His boyfriend is outside of my house," I say with anger, "I'm going downstairs, I'm going to run for it."