Years later

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YEARS LATER
Omg was I really like that?
We'll it doesn't matter anymore I'm thirty now, I don't believe that stuff anymore . I'm raising a family of my own now in the house I grew up in... I know it's crazy but what can I say?
ONE HOUR LATER
"Babe come inside it's about to rain"
"Ok I'm coming" panic hits me it's about to rain.
"Honey grab the kids and go into the basement "
"Why babe"?
"You will see"
I run and grab cardboard and board up the windows upstairs and downstairs.
"Ok honey let me introduce you to the free cellar"
" The free cellar"???
"yes it's the only spot in a storm that's safe in this house"
"I'm going to prove to you that your wrong"
"Honey don't you will die"
" Oh I'm so scared"
He stands up and I get this feeling and it's not good I remember that feeling...sadly.
" Here I go"
"Don't "
He steps one foot out... nothing happens.
He sticks a hand out, still nothing.
He sticks his head out, nothing.
He sticks his entire body out still nothing.
"See what did I tell you"
" No honey walk around"
He sighs"ok"
He starts walk and what do you think happens... nothing!
"She what did I tell yo.."
"HONEY"
I run upstairs... this can't be good. this can't be good. this can't be good.
I close my eyes when I touch the top of the stairs. on the count of three I open my eyes.
1......
2......
3......
I open my eyes and there he is, dried blood around his eyes scared expression on his face, his hair pulled back like the wind slacked it back and throw up on the floor .
"Mom what's up with dad"?
" He just threw up nothing else once the storms over i'll take care of him, you will have to wait for me to put him to bed"
I lied, I shouldn't but... I lied.
I check the radar it's over.. or is it?
I grab the bebe gun and poke a hole through the cardboard to check, I'm right it's over.
" Ok girls let me take care of dad then we can take you girls upstairs for bed"
" Mom what about dinner, are you hungry"?
" No your right"
"Ok wait for me "
I go up the stairs and hold my breath, he still looks the same.
I wash his face off, fix his hair with some gel and, wash the floor.
I walk upstairs with him he's heavy but I can't make a sound or else the girls will come for me.
I make it up the stairs and set him in bed, cover him up kiss his head and put a bell next to his head( in case he wakes up).
"Girls come help mom remove the cardboard of the windows "
After removing the cardboard I check the windows, no cracks... good.
" Hey how about some mac' n' cheese for dinner"
"Ok mom"
After dinner we went outside to play, when I mean we I mean the girls. I was checking for lumps or body parts popping out of the ground none.. good.
At night I check my husband into the hospital.
Telling my girls won't be easy but I have to do it......
The end for now until the next part.

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