A hopefully wonderful expected day turned into one of my worst days! Stan promised me he'd be home for dinner at seven sharp! This dinner was to celebrate Steve's and Hayley's last night here before they both head off to proper college. But the food kept on getting cold and I was getting very angry, shouting at Roger and Klaus for trying to sneak the food away all the time.
So I decided to screw dinner and just sit down and watch tv. Then what I saw made absolute sense. "President Obama was paying a visit here in Langley Falls to the C.I.A. building," said Greg, my neighbor, "and he was shot by C.I.A. agent Stan Smith, who ran away!"
"What?" Not my Stan! He may have lost his favourite president, but that doesn't mean he want to kill the new one. Now Stan was on the run for his life.
"Now the C.I.A. are driving to his house to search for evidence and question his family," said Terry on the tv. And the picture showed our house with the C.I.A outside!
The C.I.A. was here! I knew we had to get away. "Guys, everyone!" I yelled to my family. They all came down. "Roger, get some wigs and disguises! We are leaving tonight! We have to get away!"
"Why now, Mom?" asked Hayley.
"Don't ask!" I ordered. "Just let's get ready to go!"
Roger brought his disguises down. I went as Lisa Cuddy, Steve went as Joe 90, Hayley went as Alice from Alice in Wonderland, Roger was dressed as Buzz Lightyear and Klaus was in a poop costume. We all sneaked out of the house, climbed over the wall before the C.I.A. took over, and we landed in Mr. Jones' garden. We stole his car that he rarely uses.
"What are you doing?" asked Steve, shocked to see what I was doing.
"I'm doing what I have to do," I answered. "Besides, I'm insured!"
As luck had it, no lights on the house were lit when we drove off.
And I drove and drove out of Langley Falls. Then I've been driving for some long I didn't know where I was.
"Mom, you've been driving for hours," said Hayley, tired. "You should pull over and rest."
"No!" I cried, trying not to show my tiredness.
"Huh!" groaned Roger. "I can drive better than her."
"You drive and I vomit in my bowl everywhere," moaned Klaus.
"Will you two just shut up and go to sleep?" I yelled, turning to face them.
"Mom! Look!" cried Steve.
I turned around and saw big traffic lights coming towards us. So I turned the car around and we were rolling down a slope and heading out for sea! I turned, but we went over anyway. SPLASH! Our heads banged with each other and we went unconscious.