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The Flying Saucer Abduction
It was a dark and moonless night. The lights were out. The TV low. My hubby and I were relaxed, cuddled close, as the TV set the room aglow. The telly had a “Flying Saucer Abduction”, with popcorn, we watched the scene unfold. Suddenly the dogs perked up, began to bark, then ran in circles to and fro. Confusion, and worries abounded, as we quieted them with a gentle no. Then checking the door, we listened to see what would make them act just so. Slowly, from out of nowhere, we heard a hum, building louder and wildly free. A fluid vibration was moving around us and through the house, gaining on its spree. Then as it began to travel thru both of us, a growing Fear came to be… As it gripped us in the palm of its hand, I feared, surely… it was beckoning me! We began to wonder what it could be: a transformer, the furnace, or an alien? Could be… What on earth could be so strong, to cause the humming to hang in the air so free? It seemed to be controlled by a mysterious hand, and this we were going to see. Fear ran free, and we made the decree… to find it quickly… or quickly flee. Was the furnace ready to explode? From the basement and hubby came the word, no! We both ran outside in force. But the humming disappeared out there, of course. So… We ran from the dark outside, to hear it again, clearly, where we abide within, it built. Into the kitchen I quickly ran… But everything was quiet and still… again! I ran the stairs toward to where my kids did abide, with my heart worried and chilled. I determined to follow the hum to its end and save my children, that… I would fulfill. What would we find? We didn’t know, or really want to know, ere our fear could unfold. The kids were up stairs oblivious to this, as we ran from room to room, nothing to behold. In my son’s room at the end of the hall, the noise became unbearably loud, as it flowed. We searched every corner not sure what we’d find, electrical, mechanical, ready to blow? His game and earplugs kept him oblivious and out of the know… So we figured he wasn’t the culprit…for once purer than the driven snow. The humming was growing louder with time… it seemed the roof was the end of the line. But now our imaginations were in full bloom… A transformer, or alien? We were running out of time! But somehow that didn’t seem right… we did know… so perhaps soon a fire to fight? We were now determined… to evacuate everyone to safety, into the night… Suddenly, we found the Nemesis laying in wait. It was in the bathroom singing to us. And no, truly I’m not making this up. The bathroom was making us run amuck. Dripping water was vibrating the pipes. The sound was traveling a resonance throughout the house. Yes… by plumbing… we’d been struck! My hubby adjusted the float in the toilet you see…. And miraculously the noise simply ceased to be… Finally we sat down with a sigh, looked at each other, and laughed, as we finished that show… But what a night that had been! Never had a movie ever entertained us or moved us so… Especially to such a foolish extreme! Yes, and to this I have to say… Never before had a toilet… so thoroughly…Yanked our chain... … A real happening…
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