Talk to her.

"Yeah, I'm up," I said. "Whats up?"

"Nothing, I just cant sleep, can you?" She asked.

"No," I yawned. "What do you want to do?"

"I dunno, oooh...... you never told me what happened when thief got into your house," she said.

"Well nothing really happened really," I replied.

I was 6. It was 1:00 am in the morning right about the time right now. Everybody was a asleep of course. When suddenly there was a clash like the sound of a broken plate. My father-the ex. Special Ops officer-had a handgun hidden in his closet, took it and went to go check. He went down and we had not heard from him for 10 minutes so my mom got worried and she went to go check. It was only me left upstairs and they both had not come back up. So the courageous boy went down the stairs search for his mom and dad only to find out that it was my big brother. Who had not turned of the TV before he dozed of on the sofa.

"Wait so there wasn't any intruders it was only your brother?" confused by what happened.

"Yeah, there was no intruders it was just the TV," I replied.

"I think I'm gonna go to sleep now, goodnight," Emily said.

"Goodnight,"