A Journey with Fear

I live In a 8 storied building. All my elders and friends suggested me not to go to the terrace.
But one night I could not control my enthusiasm and for the first time when I went to the terrace.

The scenery there was wonderful. There was nothing much to worry over there. But the real task was to come down from there. I was not able to find the lift and the stairs. Then suddenly I found my way down, unfortunately the staircase was not properly build, It was under construction. My friends were saying that the staircase was full of horrors. I got scared but there was a little hope which got me till the second floor. As I live In the first floor, there were only a few stairs to get down, but then when I almost reached the first floor I suddenly saw a board there telling second floor. I didn’t give up I tried twice, thrice and even shouted for help but there was no one for rescue. Then I suddenly heard a voice, saying "Vicky, get up Its time to school!" and the one who said was my mother.