As I sat on the train, I thought things over. The last 6 hours had been total confusion for me. I shouldn't be held responsible for any of it….

Okay, that's a lie.

But I just had to wonder what was going on at the Baker household right this second…

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"AHHH!" screamed Mark, who was no longer the outcast of the family.

"EEE!" shrieked Jessica. Don't worry, being twins does not mean that I scream like that too. Thank goodness.

"WOOF!" barked Gunner, who was, you know, just Gunner.

"Oh my god! What happened here? Mike, did you throw your allergy medicine out the window again?" Mark exclaimed as the rest of the family rushed down the stairs. Or at least, what was left of the family.

"HEY! That was ONE TIME!" said Mike, who hadn't even realized his medicine had been missing.

"What's going on here?" asked Jake, who had been held back a year and hadn't seen the allergy medicine on the floor yet, along with the broken glass, and therefore had stepped right into it. "AUGH!" he howled as he stepped right into the middle of the glass.

Mom came running down the stairs. She's still the same.

"MOMMY!" screamed Nigel and Kyle, who were now nine years old, but still acted like they were four.

"Mike, what is your allergy medicine doing with all the broken glass on the floor? Who snuck into the bathroom and climbed out the window to throw it back in through the living room?" asked Jessica, who was a too smart for her own good. Or at least, now she was. Everyone just stared. "What? It's logical, right?"

"I didn't do it…" grumbled Mike.

"YOW!" shouted Jake, still hopping around, which wasn't really helping his foot injuries.

"Jake, go fix your feet…" sighed Kate—er—Mom­­. "Mark, go put on some shoes and get the allergy medicine bottle."

"No way!" said Mark. "Mike probably sneezed all over that thing!"

"HEY!" Mike protested.

"I'll get it!" said Jake. And he walked straight into the glass, again, and yelped. Again.

"Hey, it has Kim's name on it!" said Jessica, pointing to the bottle.

Everyone stopped talking (or hopping around and yelling, in Jake's case…) and stared at the allergy medicine bottle. Nigel broke the silence.

"No it doesn't… It says "rekab mik" on it!"

"Nigel, you're reading things backwards again…" said Kyle.

"Oh." Nigel said.

Everyone continued starting at the bottle until Mark came back with his shoes on. He picked up the bottle, holding it as far away from himself as he possibly could.

"Oh, for goodness sake…" said Mike, as he snatched the bottle away from Mark.

"But why? Why would she do that?" asked Ka—Mom.

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I don't belong there. I thought to myself. And I never will. That's why I did it. You guys had it coming. And I drifted off to sleep for another hour or so, dreaming of what it would be like if none of this had ever happened.