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Monday, December 17, 2007


The Cake Is Still A Lie
Same old, same old here today. Something weird happened Sunday that I must share, though...

We (as in me, my younger and older sisters, my niece and my mom) had just gotten home from church. We hadn't even been home a half an hour when the door knocks, and who should be behind that door but a policeman! He said that they had just gotten not one, but two 911 calls from my house just recently. I was the one who answered the door; my older sister and my mom were upstairs and my younger sister was still downstairs with me. My mom comes almost immediately and I let her handle the situation from there. She eventually turns to Dylece, my niece, and asks her if she was playing on the phone(she's only 5). Dylece gives an inconclusive answer, and my mom immediately assumes she did it. Dylece, sensing a beating imminent, tries to get away, but I block her(I'm sick, I know). She then turns the other way, screaming already even though nobody's touched her yet, and runs right into the vacuum sweeper. I'm holding my head in disbelief by now; my mom's like "What the hell are you doing?!" to Dylece, and Maya, my younger sister? Just standing there. My mom by now has some instrument of whooping in her hand(I can't remember what it was exactly), and then the doorbell rings AGAIN. The cop's back again, saying that someone just called 911 from our house AGAIN. Well, we eventually realize that we do have two phones, therefore, someone else could be doing this. Doresse, my older sister, goes to find the phone in my brother's room with him(who had been asleep the whole time, as he had stayed home from church). My mom figured that Dorian, my brother, had been pressing the buttons in his sleep by laying on the phone, which seems kind of far-fetched to me, but not impossible. Dylece, however, had been spared a beating, although she may have done it the first time...

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