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Axeman Cometh
woo hoo. Donald Duck film at school today. I'm so happy I'm five, cause now I get to do all the fun things at school. Donald showed me what to do if a fire comes to my house to burn up my brothers and sisters. I never want them to die so II'm gonna save them when a fire comes. I have dreams about the axeman chopping my brothers and sisters neck but i can't save them, so i wake up screaming. When i scream, my mouth opens and no sounds come out ever. something is always wrong with my voice, cause daddy tells me "no noise" and now I can't make noise come out when I scream. I wake up in my dark room with my arm over my little sisters neck so the axeman can't chop her in the throat. her arm is over my neck too because that's what brothers and sisters do for each other I hear the sounds of crying from my older sisters bed I sit up, look over and see her covers all blue and moving. "GO TO SLEEP, SHAUNDA" says the axeman, who is in my sisters bed making her cry. OH NO! It's the axeman. The blue from the nightlight distorts the axeman and he looks just like daddy. but daddy wouldn't hurt us. Donald duck said fire is blue sometimes when it's really hot, so my sister must be burning and crying from the blue fire the axeman brings. I get on my belly and crawl like a snake towards the bedroom door just like Donald Duck says to do. I touch the door with my hand to feel if it's hot and it isn't. still on my belly, i crawl out the bedroom door and down the hall into mama's and daddie's room. I yell "fire, fire, mama! Daddy there's a fire in my room. I'm crying with the loud hiccupy sounds of the forlorn. Mama jumps up and yells "What? a fire? " she yells for my daddy, "Wayne, where are you"? Daddy comes running down the hall from my bedroom in only his underware saying, "she just had a bad dream, Margaret, there's no fire." Mama looks at daddy with a funny look in her eyes and demands to know why he was in our bedroom in only his underwear. He tells her that I scared my older sister with my bad dream by yelling'fire', and he ran into our room to calm us down. Daddy guides mama back into their room, and turns to me and say's " no more bad dreams young lady." He gives me the same look he gives me, when he tells me not to scream. The "NO NOISE" look. I know, I better not say one word. I go back to bed crying, the blue fire is gone from our room. No more night lights for us. I don't like them now anyways. I lay in bed and think how much daddy looks just like the axeman. I put my arm over my little sister's neck to save her from the axeman who smells like beer just like daddy does. I watch for the bedroom door knob to move, which tells me when the axeman is coming into our room. I vow to stay awake and never, ever, go to sleep again. If the axeman comes again, I will yell fire. I know I will get a spanking, but I know I will yell fire anyways to save my sisters from the axeman. That's what brothers and sisters do for each other. I pray to Donald Duck and thank him for the informative film. There will be many more fires and many more spankings. The Axeman isn't done with me yet.
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