I'm really sorry it took so long to update! I had a lot of homework ( and I still have), and the past week I've been typing 'My own urban legend' for my Dutch teacher, a text about Shakespeare's Hamlet for history (Yes, Hamlet!), but when my Dutch teacher gave me a new assignment and I saw a picture of the front of the Atlantis the Lost Empire DVD box( I know what you're thinking, but it's true, we're learning about legends, myths …), I knew it was a sign I had to start typing this chapter. I know it's short, as usual, but I didn't have much time. Sorry 4 the grammar & spelling.

Well, enjoy!


I was terrified when the door opened, but glad to see it was Appi.

I asked him if the intruders were gone. They were. Well, most of them.

The guards captured many of them. The others fled away. With Sammy's father , unfortunately.

I still don't understand why they took doctor Sweet.

Why did Appi's brother attack us? Why did Appi never mention he had a brother anyway? Maybe they have a quarrel? Sometimes, when I have an argument with one of my brothers, I don't want to talk to them for days. But I never attacked them. Last time, Rory spew in my glass of lemonade and he kicked me; Nathan once cut the hair of my doll, but nobody got hurt badly ( although the kicking really hurt!) and no one ever got kidnapped (except for my teddy bear, Pluto. It took me three days and a cookie to get it back).

The living room was a mess. Moira would have a lot of work to clean it before Dad arrived. But I think he won't mind, he'll be happy we're safe, and not hurt (or kidnapped).

I looked at the clock.

20:42

[present( although it would have been easier to write in the past)]

Unbelievable how time flies when you're under attack. It's getting dark outside, looking trough the window I can see some lights in the distance, near the gate. People are coming out of their houses. The intruders? Are they back? Or maybe it are the 'important people' again. "Moira? Appi? Dina?" Moira stops cleaning the house and looks at me. "What's wrong, honey?" I just point out to the lights outside. They are coming in our direction. Moira walks at the door and opens it. The lights. It's a car. It stops in front of our house. The intruders? They wanted the children. Us. Are they back? A man steps out of the car. Why doesn't Moira shut the door? The stranger is coming…he enters the house…

"Uncle Normy!!!" I run towards him and I give him a big hug. "Hey, there, little princess. And my pal Rory. Well, look at you, I'm gone for less tan 3 days, and that's enough for you two to grow 5 inches!" "Uncle Normy! You know that's not true. What are you doing here? I thought you were …" " Well, for now, they don't need me there anymore and I thought you'd like it if I came home, especially after what happened today. Where are your brother and sister? I have two surprises for you all. But one's having trouble to get out of the car."

"Daddy! Mommy!"

"What? I couldn't let him go back alone. I think he might be needing a new pair of glasses; maybe that way he'd see the stairs…"

Rory rushes out of the house and he gives Dad a hug.

"Aaah! My leg!!"

"I'm sorry Daddy. I'm just happy to see you."

"It's ok, Rory. I've missed you too. 3 days is too long. We're so sorry we weren't here for you this morning."

A brief moment of silence. I hate those moments.

"What did you do in Italy?" Maybe 'the problems' are solved now. Does that mean we're moving to the city now?

"And did you bring something back for us?"

"Rory!"

"Let's see... This evil madman wanted to conquer the world but we stopped him with our lasers and…"

"Dad!" My father and his stories…I know we're only six years old, but does he really think we…

"We went to Rome, we signed some papers and we ate pizza. Does that sound more realistic to you?"

"Yes." That sounds more like my parents.

Nathan decides to show up and just says "Hi, Mom; Dad."

"Well, look who's finally here. What's the matter? Aren't you happy your parents are back? "

Everybody laughs.

"Come here, you. Three out of four; not bad. Let's go inside now, it's cold out here. By the way, where's your sis…"

"AAAAAAAAH"

"Jenna!"


Thanks 4 reading

I know there are some peoplewho're thinking "What's happening here?" and maybe you can't follow; but a lot will be explained in the following chapters, I promise (just give me some time to write them; all those things that I have to type like 'mes habitudes alimentaires' are taking a lot of my time)