Such a horrible, horrible thing to have stumbled upon. I feel, literally, in this spectral body, sick to my stomach. I should have walked physically down the stairs rather than floated so the family could hear me coming. Maybe they would have stopped discussing the topic they were so enthralled in. Maybe... just maybe, I wouldn't have this creeping sense of doom about me, but, it's been aired and I know.
They're planning to go away for a month this summer. On vacation. Away from the safety and comforts of home! I can't even begin to imagine why in the world they would do this to me... I mean, leave the house. For that long! Robbers, and murderers and car-jackers and meteors and global pandemic is just waiting for them out there! It's safe in this home! I keep them safe here! I guess they saw the look of panic on my face, and they definitely noticed when I turned tail and came running up to my room. The overwhelming feeling of nausea for the first time in two hundred years really hit home. I honestly had no idea we could still feel that. And it's not like I want them to think that I care, I mean, surely they know that I do, but they just don't understand how dangerous the outside world is. I hardly have the patience to watch Nix leave for work every morning! At least I feel better when I know he's home safe. And the same goes for the girls! I walk them down the driveway every morning and watch them leave on that bus. Jade should be driving soon, which to tell the truth, will only make things even worse. It's hard to keep two young girls cooped up in the house, but with my stubborn resolve, I think I can pull that off. I just can't believe they're planning to leave for an entire month. Car wrecks, drug dealers, wayward drop bears... Oh the horrible, terrible things that happen when I'm not there to protect them from every little thing that can crop up and snatch them out of my protection... I think I'm going to be sick.
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