Short story!

“Make me a bagel” Mia screamed at the toaster. The toaster hasn’t been working at its best lately and I, Rachael am supposed to no just know how to fix everything and do it myself.  As the house chimed and said the Date “July 4 2100” we knew we had a lot to do. I yelled down at Mia telling her to tell the stove to make her some eggs instead. But as a reply instead of the usual comeback of “I don’t want to!” Or “No, you come fix me some!” I got shivers down my spine and a silence so evil and pure came over me. I called again, no answer. We were home alone today like almost every other day and we were supposed to be getting the fireworks together. After the weird moment of silence I went on my way getting the fireworks together and ready, thinking that Mia probably was just outside feeding our dog Sadie, pushing the button so that the house would water the flowers, or playing with her friends! So after I was done getting the biggest fireworks I put them in the machine. The machine is something my dad made he is an inventor and that’s how we get the money to get the biggest fireworks in town. My dad invents the best new things that my mom puts the machines into people’s houses. My mom is also home designer, teacher, and works at the bank although everything is done with cards. She is a very busy person along with my dad so that’s why we don’t see them much. This new machine my dad recently made is amazing. You stick it in the fireplace, put the fireworks in it, and the fireworks come straight out of the top of the chimney with a guaranteed result that it will not blow up your house. As I finish putting in the fireworks the house tells me “You’re all done,” that means I put them it right and the house isn’t going to blow up. Moments later the doorbell rang and the bird, Millie calls out “Get the door, Get the door” very, very loudly imitating my sister I bet. As the door unlocks when I touch the handle and as I start to twist the door says “Hello” and my sister stands there with bloody hands. She has no scratches on her body I get really confused. “Mia what happened” I asked. She doesn’t respond at first then just says “Help.” Mia looks like she is in shock and I start to get very, very nervous. I frantically start running around the house pressing all the buttons to lock the doors, and the house starts to bring out first aid things on wheels to my sister. I ask her “Are you hurt? What’s the matter?” All she does is close her eyes.”I’m calling 911” I tell her. She grabs my hand                                                                                       “You cant do that that” she yells                                                                                                         “Why not?” I ask                                                                                                                                          “Its not his fault he didn’t mean to”                                                                                                 “Who is he?” I ask in fear                                                                                                                                                  “Idk” Mia says “but it’s not his fault.”                                                                                                                       “You have to tell me” I tell her “Or I can’t help you.” Rachael doesn’t say a word. So I reach for the phone to call mom and dad. I wait on the phone for what seems like forever but I get no answer. I try my mom next. Still no answer, so I tell Mia to go get in the shower and I will stay in there with her, since we are both scared and both want to be alone. As I sit in the corner waiting for Mia to finish I get a call from my dad.”Hello” he says                                                                                                 “Yes dad? Its Rachael please hurry and get home! Sadie’s dead in the back yard I don’t know what happened to Mia she just came into the house with blood on her hand!” I say no even giving my dad anytime to say anything back.                                                                                                                       “I will be right there” He says “I left work early today so I will be home soon” This was weird of my dad! He never leaves early from work. Especially this early, the house just said it was 2:00 pm and he is not supposed to get off of work until 8. I just go with it not thinking anything about it. Then remember I did that for Mia and now the dog is in the back yard dead and Mia is in shock. “There really isn’t a reason to be scared about this one though, I mean everyone has short work days, I think?” I say to myself in my head. I don’t want Mia to get any more stressed, or nervous then she already is.                                                                                                                                                     “Who was on the phone” Mia asks.                                                                                                                                          “I was just dad he says he is coming home from work” I tell her.                                                                                   “Ok good” is all Mia says. Mia gets out of the shower and her 8 year old self who still doesn’t care what others see on her, doesn’t even worn me to look the other way.  After she gets dressed the doorbell rings its charm again. Scaring us both and Mia asks “Is that dad? How did he get home so early?” I don’t know what to say to her because I think it is quite odd myself. But I go to the door and open it, my dad stands there with the worried face any dad would have on their face. He asks us all about what happened and Mia finally tells me the whole truth.                               “I was playing in the back yard by myself just enjoying the day when this man comes up and just shoots Sadie. I don’t know why I told you not to call the cops. I was just scared I didn’t know what to do I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Says Mia. “I ran to the side of the house, and wanted to come back inside but I just stayed in a ball on the side of the house, and then ten minutes or so later, I went to check on the dog. She was dead I touched her body and that is how I got all of the blood on my hands.”                                                                                                                              “Don’t be sorry” I tell her. “Your young and I knew you were scared I would have been frightened if I was in that situation” Then I ask my dad if he knew what happened                                   “I don’t know” he says “but I have always hated that dog so its okay.”                                                                       Mia and I gasp. We always thought Dad loved Sadie. She was such a good dog. She would always come when she was called, and would never run away or get into trouble. I catch Mia staring at something on my dad leg. It looks like blood. I ask Mia secretly “Did you get blood on something?” I ask.                                                                                                                                                                 “No I came into the house talked to you but didn’t put my hands on anything and then went into the shower.” She whispers.                                                                                                                  “Then what’s on his pants” I ask.                                                                                                                              “I don’t know” I tell her. I start to get really   scared and start thinking to myself if my dad really could have done this. I don’t like to think of the thought but the sound of the door bell rings again. Mia and I jump in or seats. I go up to get the door but it opens before I get there. When It opens there is my mom, standing with a gun in her hand.