A New Kind of Lesson
An original story by Starrynight Enjoy. I stepped over to the front door as quietly as I could and inserted the key into the lock. It was almost six o'clock in the morning on a Sunday, and my sister was right behind me. We were still slightly buzzed, and I had to steady myself before turning the key and opening the door. I tiptoed into the house, the early morning light shining in through the windows. We walked in, quiet as mice, and gently closed the door behind us. I felt a small sense of...