MY FATHER'S JEWEL

*Amanda Smith* She woke up looked left and right, she put on the light and began starring into space. Yet nothing, she knew she heard something or since when did her dreams echo in real. It's nothing, no, it's not nothing. Everyone else would be fooled but not Amanda Smith. So, like a cat, she scurried out of bed. He walked up the stairs with a small flashlight in his hand, his hands were covered with black gloves even his face was covered. He had a cap on, tilting slightly to his face so that it takes great effort to see his eyes. He tried to walk quietly but he was nervous and kept making noise. It was his first time, he didn't want to do it but she had what he wanted and he wanted it badly. She heard footsteps and she wouldn't have thought someone was coming up the stairs but that the sound kept coming closer. She grabbed a pillow, ready to strike first. Slowly, the door opened, he put a gun first and she froze. She wanted to hit him but she froze. He was with the gun yet he trembled, looking at her, he said with a shaky voice, 'Give me the necklace.'