One day I was home alone, and the scariest thing happened to me… It all started when my dad had to go pick up his clothes from the dry cleaner, but I was sick. I didn’t want to get in the car with my dad because I didn’t want to spread my germs, so I stayed home alone. I went straight upstairs and closed the door to my room. I went downstairs to watch television. The television was on… I didn’t remember putting it on… I hear someone banging on the door. BAM BAM. I open the door… HELP!!!! AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
You have written quite a mystery here. I like how you provided detail of a fairly ordinary day as well as providing an insight into the main character… a considerate son. You then change your story though and the tension really changes with the mystery of the TV and the banging on the door. Well done.