*[Home]school gets canceled due to unexpected arctic temperatures and people sliding off the unpaved back roads*
...
Esie: By the Barrens! Another day off school to work on +art+!
*Electricity goes out*
Cousins: *caveman noises*
Me: oh no.
...
11:00 A.M.
Me: *shivering under three blankets as prehistoric chaos ensues*
Two hours without power or heat, we have reverted back to 1,200 BC. The boys have started a fire on the kitchen table and are sharpening rocks. They are speaking only in "ooga booga" and can somehow understand each other. My houseplants have become food. I fear what destruction will happen before the power comes back.
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1:00 P.M.
Me: Random piles of bones litter the floor, I have no clue where they came from. A tree has begun to grow up through out floor and the boys have begun to worship it as some kind of deity. I am haunted by the sounds of distant crashing and-
*electronic beeping from somewhere in the house* *heater roars to life*
Cousins: *drop their stone weapons and stand up like modern people*
Me: Huh, ok.
