August 3, 1998

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The day that my uncle attempted to steal my parents' money,

It was a cold and snowy day, the inside of my house, due to the heaters my parents have installed in the house, so I would not get too cold. my parents went on vacation to Hawaii from the lucky, but fortunate lottery wins they have gotten from my dad's lottery addiction. This did have some sort of set back, there were only 2 tickets to an all free buffet and hotel room. So, instead of being a responsible parent and not leaving a 12 yr child with an uncle he barely gets to see and know about, they left me at home with a newly bought Gameboy with a copy of legend of Zelda I have been wanting for 'decades', to compensate for the lack of parenthood.

This was indeed a sad turn of events, but I realized at some point, I have exactly 3 days to do whatever I wanted. This started simply with me dissecting gummy bears and attaching them with microwaved chocolate poured within the separate parts of the gummy bear and putting it in the freezer to cool the chocolate and glue the gummy bear together, then it went on to me microwaving the gummy bears and watching them melt, sadly gummy bears were the only things that I was able to mess with, this was all transpiring while my uncle, though not a drunk at this period of time, due to certain reasons.

He was as large as they come, he had a small, but noticeable mustache with dark brown eyes that are almost as dark as the black abyss once was and had large eyebrows as big as an ogre's, he was also as skinny as a twig you might even say. He looked somewhat funny in a manner of speaking, his freakish appearance was one reason why we do not see him at all. But, he was all there was, due to my grandparents being gone for vacation, surprising as it may sound, they are pretty energetic for their age at the time. So, my uncle was the only option there was, my mom was a bit hesitant, she came over it because they had no other choice, other than not going at all, though I may seem upset, 'I am not whatsoever upset at what they have done!'.

It was day 3 of vacation and nothing has transpired except for my peculiar experimentation with gummy bears and the choice of ordering pineapple pizza into the household. At any point in time, my uncle did not bother himself with me and was watching tv the entire time he was in my house and it is harder to believe that he did not utter a single word to me. This was unusual for someone who talks more than they can swallow, but on this particular day indeed I saw someone who I may even deem to be someone I hate the most.

At the time of nightfall, I was asleep when I heard a sound, a loud but sinful sound that shrunk me to the brink of utter fear, one that may be frightening to a select few, a burglar I thought or it could of been some kind of a rat that created such a sound, see this sound as I woefully describe it is a loud thud, as if something big like a table or a big wooden box in that manner were to have fallen off a certain height and as I woke up from my slumber and slowly walked down were I heard the sound, my conscience started to get less and less anxious because my unforgivable mind kept on undermining the situation as if something insignificant were to have happened and as I grew closer and closer to the kitchen where the sound was heard, I kept on thinking it was a rat or a loose kitchenware or something in a manner of speaking that could have created such a sound, then as I got closer and closer, I heard it again and again and again and again...........

This sound repeated itself as if it was some kind of a melody stuck in my head and I heard it over and over and over again, it kept on going,

Until, I reached the kitchen, where I have seen my Uncle loitering the entire kitchen and throwing utensils and plates everywhere, it was like he truly hated my parents and everything they stand for in his life!

Then something unlucky happened, through all of his rages, he found something my mother has been hiding, a 'locker' with all the money and more gold than anything I have ever seen in my entire life. This locker did not seem like something ordinary, something about it was different and when my uncle tried to open the locker with his bare hands and all the power he had, it opened!

I did not understand why, but it somehow opened without a key, it was almost like the key was something else...

As soon as he opened it, he became frightened, I could remember it clearly now,

He started to sweat and as he stared at the locker longer and longer he became more and more afraid and as he attempted to close the locker, his hands became weak as if they are nothing but paper, he was only able to break out of it when I tried to step closer in order to help him and I had made a sound that made him quickly close the locker and as soon as I made that uneven sound, I ran towards my room and quickly jump on my bed and pretended to have slept this entire time out of pure fear and as I waited and waited for him to leave, the steps and the lurking fear grew closer and closer with every passing second and something fearful flooded my mind, that he knew I was there watching him the entire time.

He came closer and closer and closer..... With my heart beating faster and faster with each passing second, this is when my mind stopped working and I do not know what happened then because the next thing I realized was that it was morning because the sun was shining on my face and that the bed was rough and hard as a floor and the smell wicked like a rotting meat. Then I realized something, it was not my bedroom I was in, it was the kitchen...

To what I can tell, what happened next was unclear to me, to my recollection, I think it was but a fearful dream that I do not want to be in........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................X

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