Dialogue Essay: A Fictional Narrative

Mom yells,” Cole you up if so come down here. You need to do the laundry.” Cole runs down the carpeted stairs.
Cole says, “Mom why do I always do the laundry can’t someone else do it this time i'll clean the bathroom.”
“Cole no, do the laundry that's all i'm asking you to do,”Mom said in a firm voice. Cole runs back up the white colored carpet stairs. He goes down the white colored hallway to his room that was pitch black due to the blinds being shut 24/7. As soon as he walked in he flicks the lights on and sees clothes all over the room. He tries to pick up the clothes and put them in the old wooden basket that looked like it was going to fall apart. After about ten minutes trying to find all the socks, shirts and pants he finished his room.
The whole force looked like they came. There were fire trucks, police cars, and ambulances. The paramedics have found john and started to roll him out of the house. The officer starts to talk to mom and asks what happened and how. Mom asks cole to come over and talk to the officer. Cole explains. “i pushed John down the unsturdy attic stairs and he most likely broke his legs or arms.”
The officer replies saying ”Cole and Ellen meet me in the hospital with John.” The officer goes into the blue and red lit cop car. Ellen and Cole go into this black jeep and started to drive.
They got to the hospital and saw the officer in the entrance way the officer escorted them to the place where John was. The hallways were white the rooms where white. Every room was white. They found his room and they went in. the doctor to Ellen everything that John needed. He said “John has a broken leg and arm.” Mom glares at Cole. the doctor continues saying, he has to take it easy for the next year. The doctor leaves the room and closes the squeaking door.
“Cole how much money do you have because you are paying for all of this?”Ellen asked.
“I'm broke i have nothing zip 0 i dont have anything,”cole