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I remember wanting to have a party but couldn't because my parents were home. I turned my friends away telling them they should try again in a little bit.
Then I remember going out with zac and rob was even there. Maybe school related? It turned into helping a raccoon. I went home because I knew I wouldn't be able to go.
After awhile I hear something outside. I see Zach piloting a huge spaceship. Well aircraft. It was very very big, a vet clinic in the air type thing. I ignored it. He was shining a light through the window and on the speaker. I remember him telling me to come out and that he doesn't get why I'm not.
As he starts to tale off I get a change of heart and run outside. Him and another ship are high above the ground. I run out waving and yelling trying to get his attention. They fly off without me.
I jump onto something, some kind of mini ship and it take me to where he landed, in some humid foggy forest. He has a plastic building set up and is in the middle of helping the raccoon. I see rob and he tells me he saw me after I explain to zac I was waving for him to come back. I ignore rob and walk into the plastic tent. Zac is here now again, working.
I sit down and watch. The thing is soaked and licks Zacs face. I remark that it looks just like nick. Nick and Mandy are here. The raccoon changes and looks just like nick now. He walks around and eventually shakes like a dog getting a crying Mandy wet.
We coax him into an airplane. He almost gets too smart for us and doesn't finish walking in, but then does after some tricking.
Something happens. Some kind of ghost thing I can't remember. All I remember was it was scary and haunting. Evil. Something about suicide. We all wake up in chairs moaning in pain. Everyone had aborted their organs with some kind of vomit drug. The important but not instantly life threatening organs sat in their laps. People were coughing, pale, vomit still lined their lips. My stomach hurt.
I felt along my ribs and felt two stitch marks. One of either side. It followed my body across in a roller coaster motion. I was crying. What the he'll happened. We didn't remember almost anything. They weren't going to live but we all went home. To say goodbye.
My dad and Kathleen were there too. My dad seemed to be the only one conscience to the whole thing during it's happening. I can't tell if it happened to him too. Kathleen was one who vomited.
I walk into the kitchen after my dad. He's at the stove going through papers and posted notes in a small shoe box lid. I get up the courage to ask him, and approach.
"did I only get my two ribs out or..." he replies with a yes and I feel instantly better. My ribs felt weird and I was in pain when.I touched the stitching. I kept following the trail with my figures as if to try and make myself believe it was really real.
He showed me a posted. It said something about someone having interest in this family.
I woke up.
Kathleen was one of the ones not going to make it. She sat distraught on the couch. Some thing about my aunt Marie who ate chocolate even though she was lactose intolerant. She sucked on the chocolates to eat them.
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