All Alone

Curtis and Zane are at the monster truck thing and I am all alone. I keep hearing noises. I am scared. I am telling myself it is the wind, but it doesn't sound like the wind. I think I will go to bed and cover up with my big blanket. If it is over my head nothing can get me. It is like a bullet proof shield to keep the scary stuff out. I guess if I don't show up at work tomorrow the blanket didn't work.
Randi