Sorry about the wait, I've been caught up with school and my crazy friends. You might have thought your friends were insane but has the quote "Please stop petting me with the burrito," ever come up in one of your conversation? I think not.
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The counseling session was awful, the Cahill kids and co. seemed to know how to push all of her buttons and not get her to snap.
So Mrs. Garcia was already in a bad mood when she went to go talk to their other guardian.
And he turned out to be the crazy gray stalker Mrs. Garcia had seen around the school.
That was a wonderful conversation.
Arriving to her house, which was just hers, (her husband was in the insane asylum), Mrs. Garcia froze.
It wasn't her fault.
That was the first thing that popped into Mrs. Garcia's head.
Whatever happened to her lovely suburban home was beyond her.
It looked like someone had gone though all her things, and didn't even bother putting them back in the right spots, what had happened to the quality of criminals these days?
She didn't notice the new screensaver in her computer then, which would have served as a huge warning; it was a couple of crickets hopping across the screen.
She just tried to fall asleep and forget about what had happened that day.
That was when Mrs. Garcia heard the crickets, but this time there was no tune, it was just a bunch of random notes over and over and over again.
That was what finally pushed her over the edge, with anything concerning crickets anyways.
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