Highway 13: A Short Story

Highway 13
Bus #20 rumbled past as I hopped off toward home. Storm clouds blanketed me overhead while I skipped up the driveway full of twisty turns. Past the crazy lady 's hoarder shack and up to my roly-poly of a dog, Buddy. I sang out my hellos to Buddy ,the most laid-back dog I know, and made my way into my house.
When I tumbled inside, I squeaked out a big, ¨HELLO, I 'M HOME!¨
A silence was the only thing that meet my ears. For a few minutes, I stood in the doorway as patiently as a kindergartener can. When I couldn 't take it any longer, I searched throughout the house with angst. Anxiety made my heart pound a million times per second. To calm down, I stepped into the shower. The hot water relaxed me, but through the open door, I

After a little bit, I came to the conclusion that instead of sitting around, I should go and find someone. I knew my dad worked in town a little ways, and it was only about a mile away. So I set off on my journey to find my father. It was pouring rain outside, but I was not going to let that stop me. I also didn 't quite know how to tie my shoes yet, so I decided it was best to just ditch them. Off I went back down the driveway leading up to the highway. My dog trailed behind, but turned around when we approached the highway.
¨Whussy,” I thought.
The gravel pierced into my feet like a sword and the rain drenched me. As started to make my way back into to town, cars zoomed past me with horrified faces. No one even stopped to help me, though. ¨How rude of them,” I thought.
Soon I could not hold back how terrified I was being all alone. Fear tormented me like a crude bully. My tears mixed with the rain on my rosy cheeks. I didn 't think this impossible journey would ever end. I sank to the ground in grief as my body shivered profusely, but as I thought of my dad a surge of energy pushed me forward. Finally, after what seemed like a decade, I made to my dad 's funeral home. When I opened the big, white doors warmness spread over my skin, as if the sun was lurking somewhere inside the

I walked into my dad 's office trying to keep it together, but after a second I could not hold it in.
I cried out, “Dad!¨
My dad turned around and shook his head in disbelief. “What the heck are you doing here?” he said. “I just needed to see you,” I replied.
Then he took out the phone and called my mom to come and get me. Afterwards, when I was at home again, I was swarmed with huge blankets and bowls of hot soup. My mom was a wreck. She could not believe that I would walk all that way to my dad 's office alone.
¨I 'm so sorry I forgot about you! I thought your sister or brother would be home, but that is not an excuse. You will never do that again,¨ she hollered. If this ever happened again, I would do it differently, but I learned that sometimes you just have to trust in yourself to get what you want because no one else is going to do it