trains
The sound of the train was heard from Sarah's home. Emily sat beside her, playing with her toys, the ones she got for Christmas.
Emily is 8 now, while Sarah was 13. Sarah was a social person while Emily followed her sister around like a shadow. That's how Emily knew most of her big sister's sister's friends, because every time Sarah left the house, so did she
Sarah hated always being followed around by a child, but she never argued about it. She just endured it.
Sarah would occasionally watch her sister carry around that ragged old stuffed rabbit she had since she was an infant. No matter how many times Sarah tells little Emily to throw it away, she never does. The thing looked like something out of a horror movie. If Sarah was honest, it belonged in the trash. Of course, she wouldn't do the deed herself. Her sister would never forgive her if she did.
It was the first week of summer, the streets relatively hot enough to make you skip around to not burn the bottom of your feet.
Kids played in their pools, and some parents held cookouts, making the air fill with that scent of cooking meat.
Sarah woke up late as she always did during summer, expecting her little sister at her door waiting for her, but no one sat at her door. The house was almost quite isolated.
Sarah got out of bed to make breakfast and woke her still sleeping sister. She headed to her sister's bedroom, knocking on the door. "Emily breakfast, come downstairs," she spoke in a firm tone as she knocked again.
Usually, at the first knock, her sister Emily would already be up, but Sarah heard no sounds from inside her sister's room, only silence "came on Emily. I know you in there". Sarah spoke with slight annoyance.
Sarah waited a few more minutes, annoyance slowly turning into anger as she banged on the door. "EMILY GET YOUR ASS UP," Sarah shouted, before barging into the room to be left with no one. Emily wasn't in her bed.
Asleep as she once thought, her room was untouched. Her bed still made it as if Emily had just cleaned her room and left without a goodbye.
Sarah immediately grabbed her phone, calling the police about whatever happened to her sister. It definitely wasn't good. The first thing in her mind was her sister could have been kidn*pped. "Hello, this is Sarah Jenkins at ________ road. I checked my sister's room, and she wasn't in there. I checked the entire house and-" the police hung up, leaving Sarah stunned. She called the police again, but they didn't answer her calls.
Sarah calls her parents, but they don't answer either, so she's left alone.