"Someone is at our door!" gasped Jake with his eyes not out from behind the curtains. "But it is so late and we don't even have any arrivals until next Thursday!" Mum claimed with her fist tight not bothering to wake dad up. He has been late all night working for the clients. And now he is in his bed having a good snooze. Mary and I only came down from our room. My sister is glaring at the door with suspicion.
I didn't look but instead asked what was going on. Then my brother told me everything, we united as family including dad who is now awake. "I need to go and check out who would be out at this time stalking us," he said. But we came after him. My brother stick next to his side while mum and Mary were next to my dad. Mary was basically looking at me when we walked down as a family. When dad checked out through the spy hole who it was. There was a unfamiliar face that seems like non of us has ever seen before.
So we opened the door as a family. It was a very man, he has the most bleachest face and his eyes were head. He looks taller than Jake and my dad. "Who are you and what do you want? dad asked with his eyes fixed with no smile but a rather threatening look. "Have you seen a man called Julian Avenue?" he asked in a malicious way. I gasped because I knew who that man he was looking for. It came in the news that a man was killed by this man called Julian Avenue in a car crash, it seems that the man is taking revenge for his death. Mary became as stiff as a sculpture, she didn't dare move her toes. All she did was stare out in the distance.
"I am sorry, but this is 12:45pm and it is getting late, so why are you asking us? For once in my life I don't even know who this Julian you are talking about," dad said in a polite but threatening voice. He tried to shut the door but the man pushed it open. He had a rather big fist that punched dad, I grabbed his jacket and pushed him to the side. "who are you? What are you doing here? I want to see you tell the truth," Jake shouted.
My brother and I pushed that man onto the ground. My sister Mary is still stiff from the attack that was made. Mum was ready to call the police. I held a broom in one hand while my brother held a knife. "You are to leave immediately, if you come back again. I am telling you, you will be sorry!" Jake shouted. He let go of the man, but I didn't. I knew that he as far too strong for me to hold on, but that was not the point. He easily lifted me. But this time Jake and Mum both aimed at him. He dropped me and immediately aimed for the door, apprehended for the police to come.
But that was far from reach, dad grabbed his collar before he could even think of what to do. I was shocked, I wonder when the police would actually come. "You are not going anywhere. You are staying here until the cops come and you can explain everything that has happened including the question you asked us at first about a man named Julian Avenue," dad said with one hand on his jacket and the other with a phone. He handed it to Mary who is now much more filled with vitality after that stiff moment.
When the police came, I wonder if this man is the right one. The one who is meant to be dead but resurrected just to kill the man called Julian Avenue. I suppose the news was right, we did do a lot of contribution towards the society to keep it a better place. Even though I am still asking myself what we have done in the first place?