{"id":19901,"date":"2024-05-16T13:21:50","date_gmt":"2024-05-16T18:21:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=19901"},"modified":"2024-05-16T13:21:53","modified_gmt":"2024-05-16T18:21:53","slug":"memories-that-keep-me-up-at-night","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2024\/05\/16\/memories-that-keep-me-up-at-night\/","title":{"rendered":"Memories that keep me up at night."},"content":{"rendered":"\n

I\u2019m still not tired of talking about Summer yet. This is why you will all read about some more summer topics. Don\u2019t worry though, this time it\u2019s not requests or ratings.\u00a0 This is about me and some interesting stories that involve my family and me.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

WE THOUGHT THE WORLD WAS ENDING<\/span><\/h3>\n

It was a hot Saturday evening when my sisters and I were interrupted with the loudest sound, it sounded like an explosion.\u00a0 It was insane.\u00a0 The second oldest sister, we gone call her Dru, was almost out the door for work when she suddenly covered her head and slammed the door shut.\u00a0 My twin and I were like; \u201cGirl? You, okay?\u00a0 What was that?\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n

She made the funniest expression, then she nervously laughed and said \u201cYea. I\u2019m okay.\u00a0 But should we just be sitting here?\u201d We all looked at each other then we heard the third oldest sister, we gone call her Meme, saying \u201cWe should maybe look out the door and see what that noise was first.\u201d\u00a0 We all looked at her because what she said was crazy.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Dru shrugged; \u201cI need to go to work, so whatever it is, it better be gone by time my car starts.\u201d\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

We all didn\u2019t know what to do, so we just watched her as she opened the door.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

And I kid you not, as soon as she opened that door we heard the noise again, and following after it all the lights in our house went out.\u00a0 Meme and Ciara started screaming, Dru was laughing (She laughs when she\u2019s nervous) and the commotion went on for about 7 seconds before Dru tried to open the door again.\u00a0 We heard the noise then we saw this big spark in the sky.\u00a0 It literally looked like some kind of big ball of fireworks were formulating in the sky.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Dru said in a high-pitched tone; \u201cYa\u2019ll what is happening?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Meme responded with; \u201cClearly we are looking at the same thing as you.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I commented with; \u201cMaybe the world is ending?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Ciara suggested; \u201cCall Momma, maybe someone on Facebook knows what\u2019s going on.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Dru shook her head; \u201cWe don\u2019t have time for all that\u201d, then she opened the door again which made the lights come on just to come right back off.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Meme yelled; \u201cDru stop!\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Dru whined; \u201cI\u2019m not doing anything!\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

It was so chaotic that the neighbors had to look outside and stare at the sky with us.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Also, I didn\u2019t mention this, but our family friend, Smiley, was cutting the grass which he stopped doing when the commotion started.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Dru asked Smiley; “Do you know what\u2019s going on out here?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Smiley responded by saying; \u201cI think something got into the powerline because it was sparking.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Meme groaned; \u201cDru? What we gonna do?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

And Dru said; \u201cI guess I’m taking y\u2019all to work with me.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

THERE WAS A ZOMBIE OUTSIDE OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT\u00a0<\/span><\/h3>\n

Everyone was sleeping peacefully in the night when suddenly we all heard this big old \u201cUGHRGHUGHRHH!\u201d\u00a0 This is the only way I can explain it.\u00a0 It sounded like a zombie was pulling out its brain and it hurt really bad.\u00a0 It sounded so disgusting and scary.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I was committed to sleeping through it. So was Dru and our mom.\u00a0 Then there was the oldest sister, we gone call her Popo, and Ciara.\u00a0 They were closer to the sound, and it was louder to them, and they made that known greatly.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cTiara, Dru?\u00a0 Do y’all hear that howling?\u201d\u00a0 Ciara whispered that in my ear, as I was trying to sleep.\u00a0 I don\u2019t remember what I told her, but I remember her asking a sleepy Dru the same thing.\u00a0 She said, \u201cY\u2019all wake up! It\u2019s getting louder.\u201d\u00a0 <\/span>
<\/span>Which, she wasn\u2019t lying.\u00a0 The howling hybrid gurgle was starting to sound like someone was suffering.\u00a0 I tried my best to sleep through it, but I failed.\u00a0 I got up out of my good sleep and followed Ciara to where the sound was the loudest.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

When I got to the room, I saw Popo looking out the window.\u00a0 She had her headphones secured tightly to her head so she could find the source without bursting her eardrums.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWelp.\u00a0 I don\u2019t know what that sound is, I can\u2019t see anything outside.\u00a0 I ain\u2019t going out there\u2026\u201d\u00a0 Popo stated while she was shutting the curtains.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI think a cow, or something got loose,\u201d I said.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cURGHUGRUHGRU!\u201d\u00a0 We covered our ears when it got louder.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

We didn\u2019t know what to do, so most of the time we just walked around the house like chickens with their heads off.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

We just wanted to sleep. Sadly though, all we could focus on was the zombie out there fighting for its life as it choked on its heart or something.\u00a0 It was awful.\u00a0 Wouldn\u2019t recommend.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Anyway, Popo ended up going to sleep eventually because she just kept her headphones on. Ciara and I on the other hand, were up until our mom had to get up for work in the morning.\u00a0 She was also irritated by the noise, so she ended up calling a friend of the family to come and check it out. We didn\u2019t go outside to watch the friend investigate but we all heard gunshots outside. There were about two of them.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

We didn\u2019t know what was going on, we just knew that the suffering of the \u201czombie\u201d seemed to stop.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Then our mom and the friend came in. Our mom was laughing and crying.\u00a0 Then she said.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cY’all can go asleep now. The problem is gone.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Ciara asked; \u201cWhat was it though?\u201d\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Our jaws dropped when we figured out what the \u201czombie\u201d was.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

The answer was unexpected.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

THE SNAKE THAT TRAPPED US IN A KITCHEN (makes me mad till this day)\u00a0<\/span><\/h3>\n

I was about five or six when this happened, but I remember how chaotic it was.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I was leaving my mother\u2019s room because I was in there watching the big TV and I wanted to see my Team Umizoomi in ultra form when I heard a scream coming from the main room.\u00a0 I bucked it so hard \u2013 towards the source (*head smack* should\u2019ve just stayed in the room) because I was scared that one of my sisters was in trouble.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

As soon as I made it to the edge of the hallway that led into the main room I was snatched up before I could even see anything.\u00a0 Then when my brain finally processed what just happened, I realized all of my four sisters were standing in the kitchen crying with the door shut.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong with y\u2019all, what happened?\u201d I had asked.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Dru basically balled, \u201cTwin! There\u2019s a snake out there.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I was ready to cry too, our whole family was scared of snakes, and for our mom not to be home to help us somewhat, we were ready to faint or something. So of course, we were all asking where and how she saw it, and she responded by crying; \u201cIt\u2019s black and it\u2019s just out there in front of the living room door!\u00a0 Y\u2019all what are we gonna do?\u00a0 What if it goes into the kitchen?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

In long story short, we were all trapped in this kitchen panicking and crying.\u00a0 We did that for a while until we decided that we were just going to let it sit there and prayed it slithered out the house.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

This situation turned into a bonding moment between us as we stayed in that kitchen for such a long time.\u00a0 I mean, Team Umizoomi was over by then.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Then finally, Popo said; \u201cY\u2019all, come on now.\u00a0 Get a broom, a mop or something, because we can\u2019t stay here all day.\u201d\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Since she was the oldest, we listened to her without question.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

We ran out the door about to do \u2013 nothing, because we all knew we were a bunch of scaredy cats, just to find out that we weren’t even dealing with a snake.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

It was a cord.\u00a0 That was attached to the back of the vacuum.\u00a0 We will never let ourselves live that down.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

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