I'm Freakin' Out (but nobody's surprised)-Love, Alex

Oh.Ma'.Heck.

Why couldn't I have been kidnapped? My parents wouldn't waste their precious time locked in their room, constantly passing out! They would of... would of... Done something! Augh!!! I just wanna punch... Something!!! I... I..!

OK, OK, I bet you would like to know what's happening. So lemme tell you something:
   Last night, at midnight, I jumped out of my makeshift bed in the basement covered in sweat, trying to scream, but I was so scared, no sound came out. I went to quickly wake up all my sisters, but they were strangely already awake. We then tiptoed stealthily into the kitchen for the hundredth time, this seemed to happen every single night... Since... OK, anyways, I began to tell them about my dream I had:

"And then it just, ended, with Mom and Dad stuck up high in some wooden structures screaming 'No! Mon! No!'. Then all went... black." 

"Alex, your kidding right?" Kailey whispered, quite loudly, however.
"Why would I kid about something like this?!" I replied, possibly louder than poor Kailey.
"Well, there was that one time..."
"Rikki, I am not kidding here!!!"
"Okay.. Okay..." Rikki replied.
"OH MY GOSH!" Bailey cried. We all nearly jumped on her...
"You're going to wake her up!" I cried out, in a hushed tone.
"Well, I had the same dream!!! Bailey said.
"Bailey, we always have the same dream..." Carter said in that cute annoying tone of leadership she hands out daily.
"Oh, yeah... Heh, heh."


So it went something like that, we had all had the same dream, as always, but no matter how hard we try to get used to the fact, we almost wet our pants every time we have our little night-time chat. 


  But this night, things were different. Right after Bailey finished laughing at herself, we heard a very familiar voice come from Nanny McHideous' bedroom door, "They don't know anything," Nanny McFiggins spoke.
"I hope not. Everything would be lost if evena sliver of information fell into those girls hands, " a rough voice commanded. 
  "I know. Those brats would do anything to see their parents again. If they found out where we had them, they'd be there in a heartbeat... Unless we killed them first." she replied
   "I see you understand. Good. Keep those mongrels contained just a little longer, we almost have what we need." 
   Then their mysterious phone call ended with a click.


                   So, now you know why I'm about to die. And don't ask how I found the time to post this.

              Please come save our poor souls,
                                      Alex :(