who is this?

The door opens, I wait with baited breath to see who will emerge from behind it everything becomes a blur to me as all my focus is on the handle turning,. It never seemed interesting before but now I couldn’t take my eyes off it, time seems to stand still I know I am alone but obviously I’m not .I keep wishing whoever it is would make an entrance and I can react, but how but  will I react? I am paralysed I did not know what I would say or do standing there then at last it happens, I look around the dark room
 There is a mirror near the door and as I am looking in it I notice the handle turning I look at my reflection hardly daring to move. My dad had taken my little sister Maggie to the park so it couldn’t be them, and you would know if Maggie was in the same  house  no  I was completely and utterly  alone, wasn’t  I ?, but I can’t be I thought who is this? who is turning the handle so slowly that I can’t take my eyes off it as though I am hypnotised. they say your life flashes before your eyes before you die  and I kept thinking of my mother she died giving birth to My little sister and I sort of blamed her never excepted her  wanting  to spend time with her, why should I why should she live?  In  the doorway  someone was watching me ,but who is it standing so still staring there I rubbed my eyes not believing what I was seeing, I had blurred vision but as my eyes started slowly to focus I looked up to see  the face of my mother  she was dressed all in black which seem to fade to a light grey  the more my eyes started to  focus  she said my name” Emma”  Emma “what  are you doing Emma?  My mother was petite but she  at that moment she seemed very small, then my eyes focus again “and then the realisation hit this was no ghost how stupid I am I thought it was just my little sister Maggie Why didn’t she let me know she was back from the park ? then I shouted my thoughts at her  demanding an answer my  voice must have frightened her judging by the way she reacted  backing up  against the door that a minuet ago  I was  so frightened of.”