Today I woke up with a massive headache, George hasn't stopped crying and I'm so tired of it. Chris should be here since in the summer all schools are closed, but he is at a retirement castle, giving free classes to the elderly; my mom should be here as well but she's working too, her job is her life and it's the reason why we live in California as I told you before, it would be unfair if I didn't help her with my brother: George is really annoying but I love him and I love to help my mom.

The morning went as usual: I made breakfast for me and George, did my homework and cleaned the house a little, then I had some free time and I decided to turn the DVD on and play my favorite movie: Labyrinth. I love to dress up and pretend I'm the girl from the movie… although the actress is now older than me. I sat on the living room with George sitting on my lap, I was holding him and he was playing with some plush toys while I watched the movie, then my stomach growled, I wanted something to eat. I put George down very gently, with his back leaned on the couch and said: "Hey little bro… stay here, I'll go get something to eat while mom and your dad are back". He didn't seem to care, he was playing with his plush toys and had his pacifier on his mouth, I don't think he paid attention to me, but which baby does? I know I shouldn't leave him alone because he could fall over or put something he is not supposed to in his tiny mouth, but he was very happy and peaceful and I just went to grab a yogurt from the fridge really quickly. The dialogue on the movie wasn't loud but I could hear what was going on and the girl from the movie was saying her dialogue and I was repeating it, as I always do when I love a movie, I followed her dialogue out loud… and suddenly, after I said the words "I WISH THE GOBLINS WOULD COME TAKE YOU AWAY RIGHT NOW!" along with Sarah in the movie, the lights went out.

I completely freaked out and dropped my yogurt spoon, ran back to the living room, and started screaming: "GEORGE!" and then, I tripped with the plush toys, but where the hell was he?! Did he cause the blackout?! What if he bit a cable or stuck something on the wall's plug?! What if he electrocuted himself?! What would mom and Chris say to me?! That I was a murderer?! That my negligence caused all this?! DAMN! DAMN! DAMN! All this was rushing through my mind while I took out my cellphone and opened the lamp, my baby brother was nowhere to be found and I felt my asthma kicking in, this was not the time for a panic attack and I knew that.

Suddenly, I heard a giggle, my brother's soft voice coming from the bedrooms… How the hell did he crawled all the way over there?

-Hey Georgie boy… - I said out loud - What the… - I was abruptly interrupted mid-sentence by the sight of a tall, blond figure standing beside his crib and holding him in his arms…

-Hell? – I said – Who are you?

-Oh Sarah… don't pretend that you don't know me – The man whispered – You've known me your whole life you silly child…

The voice… I knew that voice… Was I imagining all this?

-David Bowie?- I asked without thinking, this was all too strange for me and usually when I get nervous I just say whatever comes to my mind.

I heard a throaty chuckle, mocking me and then his reply: - Yes and no, try again beautiful. – He said while straddling my half-brother into his arms and putting his face close to his.

-Don't… please don't do that – I said, taking some steps forward into the room – he will project vomit into your face and you'll smell like sour milk for the rest of the eternity…

- What? – The man looked at me. The lamp of my phone was shining and I saw his confused expression after I said this. Then, he quickly regained his composure and asked again: -So, do you know who I am?

-Uh… um… if you are not David Bowie then I died thanks to a concussion I just suffered when the lights went out and my baby brother is probably dead and I'm imagining the… - And then I realized who I was talking to, mid-panic attack rant of course – Th-the Goblin King – I whispered

-Ask and you shall receive… I'm here to take this baby away, just as you asked. I know that you know the rules my dear.

-Yes… No, wait, I asked for you to take away my brother but I didn't mean it… I mean, why did you listen to me?

-Well, what's your name darling? - He asked, leaping up to take a seat in the frame of the big window in my brother's room.

-I'm Sarah… - I answered, still confused and not knowing exactly what was going on. But before I could react in any logical way, he only sighed and said: -Of course you are… They all are.

I gasped when he dropped himself from the window with my brother in his arms, I ran towards the window but all I saw was a white owl flying in the middle of the day. Dammit George! Why did your stupid father thought it was a good idea to give you a nursery with a massive window?!