It was time to take a break from playing video games in my room all day, so I opened my door and headed downstairs.
My family was sitting in the living room staring blankly at the TV as I passed them on my way to the backdoor. I stepped outside and into the backyard to smoke a cigarette.
I was only a few drags into my cigarette when I heard the backdoor press firmly shut and lock.
I quickly stood up from the steps I was sitting on and turned around to find my mom standing at the door. I let out a small laugh and asked her what she was doing.
She just stared at me, saying nothing. My smile was fading when I asked her again why she had locked me out of the house. Her face was still emotionless.
After throwing my cigarette down, I got closer to the door, started jiggling the handle and demanded she opens the door.
By now, I could see my father and sister standing a few feet behind her and giving me the same blank stare my mom was giving me.
I began banging on the door, yelling at them to open it and if this was a joke it wasn't funny anymore. They continued watching me.
I took a step back and thought to myself that the front door is likely unlocked. I bolted to the fence to go through the gate, thinking I can get to the door before they lock it as well.
Sprinting through the grass on the side of my house, I reach the middle of the driveway before I'm forced to jump out of the way from the car pulling in.
It was the family car and everyone was in it.
I remembered then that I was home alone.