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The only thing to say is, "What the Hell!?"

The minds of everyone in my house were pretty calm. My mom was paying attention to her work for her students, my brother playing video games that needed little brain imput, and my father was mindlessly calling people who wanted jobs done at their houses.

And me?

I was on my laptop, listening to music while enjoying the calm I was getting from everyone’s thoughts.

I want food. I heard my hamster, Hermes, state to me. “Didn’t I fill that stupid dish up yesterday?”

Yes. So? I groaned and got up off my bed, grabbing a handful of the seeds and other crap in the hamster medley of food. I opened his cage and began putting my hand it…

When I suddenly was hit with a loud screeching sound, like nails on a chalkboard, only magnified 10 times.

I dropped the food and covered my ears, screaming in pain from the intense sound. I heard my parents stomp up the stairs, “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“Don’t you hear that?” I screeched.
“No?”

It stopped then. It was the weirdest thing…ever.

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