By Miscellaneous. I never thought it could happen - it did.
On a Tuesday. A mundane day. This particular one especially. The sun filtered dimly through the lace curtains, which looked as if they were ordered to look ‘antique’ - really, they weren’t. The gray light caught the dust particles in the air. Sister sneezed. Father was reading his magazine. I read the cover. It was Hunting Inc. Happiness is a Warm Gun, it said. And that normal, though mundane day changed forever, with a loud noise.
AAAAAHHHHHHHHGGGGGRRRRRRAAAAAA!!! It began, growing louder and louder. An unnerving sound. Panic. Anger.
It had happened.
Mother had lost her best pearl necklace.
The day could never be worse.
But then the aliens came.
THE END
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