They seemed to be in the midst of spirited play.
"Hello?" Mikey said, annoyed they didn't stop to greet him. Mikey stepped into their field of view. "Hello!?" He repeated waving his hand in front of them.
"Who are you? And how did you get in?" His mom yelled pausing the game and standing up.
Mikey was shocked. "Dad? It's me Mikey! I'm your son" Mikey was starting to get upset. Why was his dad acting like this?
"I don't know anyone named Mikey. You'd better explain yourself young lady!"
Mikey was too shocked to realise that his dad referred to him as "young lady". "B-but I l-live here." Mikey stammered. "The front door was open".
"And you thought that you could just walk in here?" Linda said. She was fuming.
Mikey nodded. He didn't understand what was going on.
"I'm sorry but I don't know you and I don't take kindly to strangers walking into my house." Linda yelled. She turned to Sarah. "What have I told you about leaving the front door open Sarah?"
"Sorry dad" Sarah replied looking glum. Linda sighed and dragged Mikey out the house.
"Now don't bother my family again!" She said and slammed the door behind her.
Mikey cried. For some reason his dad didn't recognise him and acted like he was a total stranger and threw him out of the house.
"What am I going to do?" Mikey asked himself drying his eyes making sure not to smudge his makeup.
