A Programmer's Nightmare

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     I am a computer programmer that likes to create robots in my free time. I have millions of dollars yet I live in an average sized house. I live near a college campus so I allowed the college to have my house down for rent to five people. There is a muscular African-American that's about 20 years old named Ben. A boy that has similar qualities to Anakin Skywalker, ruffled curly blond hair and a smile you can't stop looking at, his name is Luke. A girl with short black hair named Stella. A girl with long dirty blond hair named Cassy and a girl with blue pixie cut hair named Kaylie.
     A month ago Stella got a job at a small diner called Penn Diners. It was a nice place to talk to the neighborhood and have some coffee and sandwiches. Stella having this job literally saved our lives.
One Year From Today
     People are starting to threaten us. Writing things on my door saying that they want to kill everyone in my house. I am so confused, I do not know what I did to make people angry. Anyway, I went into my building room to think(building robots helps me think) and the robots were not there. The fact that they could control themselves was unbelievable but was also trouble, I don't know what their personalities are. I haven't got that far into programming them yet. Another problem, I made them look exactly like humans. One was a little White Russian girl with blond hair and blue eyes, she was designed to be about 8 years old. She had two older sisters, about 18, that were Asian with long black hair and thin faces. The other bot was their brother, about 16, he was tall with short black hair and green eyes. The father had a square shaped face, a big nose, blue eyes and black gelled hair. The mother you might ask is meant to be me, since I created them. Another thing about these bots, I made them with prosthetic hearts using real blood. Without programming, they are a danger to everybody. They may be the people that are threatening us, if that is true, then we are all dead.
A Week Later
     The robots had made an army with people. There were about 15 people and 5 robots against the 5 of us. (Authors note: there is no counting mistake. You will read about it later.) They are marching into my house, the students are upstairs luckily but, I'm stuck down in the main level. I'm scared to death to think of what could happen. I grabbed a knife, some food and water bottles, and my phone and ran upstairs into my bedroom, hopefully without them knowing.  I got into my bedroom and quietly shut the door and started grabbing my phone charger and when I turned around, the four children were there. I couldn't and didn't want to even think about hurting them.
     One of the twins say, "our little sister feels scared here, she shouldn't have to feel scared.  After all, this is our home."
     I looked over at the little girl with sad eyes, she was always my favorite. The boy takes a six inch nail out of his pocket and starts walking toward me. I quickly grabbed the knife from my bag and stabbed him in the heart.  It was so painful for me to have to kill my own creation. Blood started spilling out and he fell to the ground.
     The twins took out the same type of nail and started walking towards me.  I fought them both and stabbed the both of them. I looked at the little girl, she was so small and cute. I knew I didn't have it in me to kill her too.  I walked right up to her and she took out the nail.
     She said, "I feel fearful standing so close to you."
     I looked her in the eye and said, "I'm sorry, I love you," and stabbed her. I practically broke down in tears but heard the others coming. I grabbed the bag full of supplies and ran into the bathroom and locked the door behind me. The bathroom is the only place with a lock on it in my house.  It seems the others knew what was happening or at least heard and were in the bathroom too. When I turned around to look at them they were staring at me.  I was covered in blood and tears were running down my cheeks.
     Luke looked at me, got up, and gave me a hug. We sat down and I turned my self into his body. He hugged me and kept whispering in my ear that I would be okay.  He let me cry myself to sleep and everybody fell asleep that night, I don't know how, but we all slept.
Next week
     We have ran out of food. I normally stash food in the bathroom closet for storage and in case of emergencies.  We checked the closet, but instead we found a camera.  They know where we are and they came in but didn't kill us. I didn't understand but after a few hours I did.  They wanted a good fight, they didn't want this to end so easily.
The Next Week
     Once they saw that we were still alive in the camera, they came. The father came and behind him were two robots, small twin boys. They were both Chinese and had short black hair.  In their hands, they had a chain, I followed the silver chain and on the end I found a black ball with shining silver spikes on it. Ball and chain. In the father's hand was a nail.
     I quickly slammed the door and looked begins me at the students. I whispered to them to open the closet door and find a weapon or something sharp that I could use.  We opened the closet door and it was like it was expanded.  It was now a large room white room with white racks and a white table. On the table was a camera and a box with a wire sticking out of it.  The rack was full of food and supplies and the rest of the room had a few things from the construction here and there.
     While Ben was searching in the closet I told the others to hide and I opened the door.  The father started talking to me, "she felt fearful here, you harmed my children, our children." 
     "I... I don't... I don't understand why you're attacking me, this house." As I told him this Ben reached his hand out of a closet towards mine and put in my hand a 12 inch nail. It was bent in the middle at a 90° angle and the butt end of it was swirled. I took it in my hand and the father lunged at me and I turned myself and let him run right into the nail. Then the two boys started swinging the ball and chain around, I was able to stab the one to the right easily but when I stabbed the left I had trouble trying to get the nail through.  I struggled but finally swung my arm back and plunged the nail into the heart.
     I closed the door and sat down. I went through my bag and grabbed my phone.  I called the police and when the person said hello, they had a robotic voice.  They have took over the town.  After this I called the government and got the same voice.  There is only one last person I can call. Stella. It was pure luck that Stella got stuck at work so I had to call her and tell her not to come back. We called her up and Stella answered, not some robotic voice.
     "Stella, it is so good to hear your voice."
     "What's going on? Why are you whispering?"
     "Stella, the robots that I made got control over themselves somehow and now they are trying to kill me.  Stella you can't come back to this house."
     "What?!  But where will I stay? How is everybody, no one got hurt right? Can you put the phone on speaker or pass it around or something? You know that you got us super close, that household is like a family to me, I want to speak to everyone."
     "Stella calm down sweetheart.  Everybody is fine, I've been... taking care of the robots but it seems they have learned how to build each other. So we are kind of stuck here. I'll pass the the phone around and then I want to talk to you."
An Hour Later
     "Stella I need you to do us a favor.  Since we are stuck here without any food or water, I need you to supply us. I know I told you not to come back, just don't come through the front door.  We are in the bathroom and I need you to climb on top of the roof every week and lightly knock on the skylight. I will open the skylight for you and promise me all you will do is drop the food in and leave without being seen.  Do you think that you can do this?"
     "I will do everything I can to help you guys."
     "Thank you Stella I... we greatly appreciate it."
     "I love all of you, like I said before, we're family.  I'll see you next week?"
     "See you next week. Bye."
     "Olivia", Cassy said, "look outside. Aren't those robots the family you just killed."
     "No... No no no no no. This can't be happening. They've learned how to regenerate."
     "Holy sh*t," said Kaylie. "We don't have a chance do we Olivia?"
     "I... I don't know."

One Year Later
     Stella has been out provider for this past year now. We are still living in fear from these damn robots.  I still have my phone to contact the outside. I called the UK for their FBI unit or whatever and they said they can't do anything overseas. I begged and told them that the killers have taken over all government phones but they still said it'll take a year to get permission from the Queen. I said that's absolutely fine, as long as they get us out of here, that's fine.

Current Day
     It took them five years but we did eventually get out.  It was so strange to be outside that we decided to do more outdoor activities. We wanted to enjoy it while it lasted. Of course the university gave the kids another chance to go to school understanding what we went through.  Stella came back to the house and we had a huge party with the whole town. My mom drove over here and and gave me a huge hug. She was probably extremely grateful for the fact that she put me in karate.
     Obviously I stopped building robots but I still continue to be a computer programmer.  Don't worry, I finish the job now so that we won't have another apocalypse. The kids and I still stay in touch. We are closer together now than ever before. Kaylie became a hairstylist, Ben became a weapons designer, Stella became part of the FBI, Cassy owned the Penn Diner, and Luke became a therapist since he comforted me all those years.
     Well, I guess that's it. A programmer's nightmare comes to life.

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