"Honey, come downstairs quick!"
Amber rolled off the bed and her face collided with the carpet.
"Uhh…" She groaned, reaching her hand up to her side table and stopped her alarm clock.
"Coming!" She rushed over to her bedside and picked up a broom, removing the stick and clenching it in her palms.
"Mom? Are you okay?" She asked while slowly walking down the stairs.
"No!" Her mother screamed, getting her frightened.
"Mom, I'm coming." Amber rushed down the stairs and without looking she swung the stick back and forth.
"Leave her alone!" Amber continued, "Run, mom, run!" But when she swung the stick again she heard a scream and opened her eyes to see her mother trying to dodge her attack.
"Shit, Amber, honey! Stop that." She caught the stick and Amber cocked an eyebrow.
"There's no one here?" She asked and dropped the stick to the floor. "I heard you scream."
Amber's mother Chloe held her hips, "No there's no one here…"
"Then why were you screaming?"
