What Happened to me at Midnight

I found this story i wrote when I was twelve. It's titled What Happened to me at Midnight.

It was midnight.The wind howled through the trees as the rain thundered at the house. I looked around. It was quiet. Too quiet. I took the earplugs out of my ears. Much better. There was a noise. It was just the rain and wind and tv and radio and my dog snoring. Oh wait, I don't have a dog. It was my parrot.
Someone knocked on the door. He was shouting. He banged the door. He rammed the door. He kicked the door. He shouted to open the door. "I think he wants to come in", I thought. I went to the door and and turned the handle. It didn't open. I shouted. I banged the door. I rammed the door. I kicked the door. I shouted to open the door. Wait a minute. I thought for awhile. I unlocked the door and opened it.
Who was that stranger there? It was the Pizza Man! I screamed. He was ten minutes late! He told me he waited ten minutes for me to open the door. I took the pizza and closed the door. Someone knocked on the door."Who is it this time?" I asked. It was the Pizza Man again. He asked me to pay him. I told him, "I'm not your boss. Get your boss to pay you at the end of the month."
I slammed the door and went to eat my pizza. It was wet so I sent it to the dry-cleaners. There was a banging on the door. I ignored it 'cos I thought it was the Pizza Man. The banging continued for an hour. I opened the door to see if it was the Pizza Man. It wasn't. I started to apologise but then I realized it was my tax collector. I stopped. I slammed the door and double-locked it.

Twelve years old and during science class.