I'm home alone and he's in the house.
He calls out to me and in his voice I hear the devilish smile that's settled across his face.
"Come on out now. I'm not gonna hurt ya."
I'm hiding in the bathroom and I shift as I hear him coming up the stairs.
He stops because he heard the movement of the shower curtain.
I squeeze my legs closed because pee is about to run down my leg.
Through the crack of the door I see him raise his gun in the air. He's preparing to find me soon.
He goes into my bedroom.
I want to dart out and head for the stairs, but I know I wouldn't make it. I'm too afraid to even try it now.
He walks out and gently pushes open the bathroom door.
I run and he gets me right in the chest before I even pass the toilet.
My brother then drops his water gun from laughing and we continue our games from there.