100 words challenge

It was a terrible day. The sun wasn’t bright yellow and the white fluffy clouds were nowhere to be seen. It was dark and the only light that I saw was coming from the old small television we had in the lounge. It was cold as ice in my house, no matter how many warm, cotton stuffed clothes I wore. My mother was gone to work and my father was gone to pick up my little brother from school. I was home alone and I decided to lock all the rusty old doors and windows and turn all the lights off. I figured that if I went for a steaming hot bath it would warm me up. But then I remembered that our hot water had ran out because of all the hot showers we’ve been having since this whole week has been as cold as ice. I went up to my room and figured that if I was in bed with a heap of blankets on it would help. That’s when I remembered that all of our blankets we’re covered in dirt from when mum had dropped them outside. I wanted to cook me nice and hot to eat but that didn’t go to plan. The stove stopped working the night before and since then we’ve been having take outs. I didn’t want to ring up mum and dad and tell them to buy something because I knew they would have been busy with other things. I waited for nearly an hour and a half until mum, dad and my little brother to come home. I looked at the cold and moldy clock that was at the end of the hallway and the big hand had just landed on the 12.