Elena

Any whoozle, as they played about in the basement and unbeknownst to my mother, a man creeped in behind. This is horrifying. Yeah. A man creeped in between the narrow walkway between our home and the neighbors. He stopped at the small window, a window barely any bigger than a doggy door that sat at ground level peering into the basement. He beat on the window until breaking the glass door.

Any whoozle, as they played about in the basement and unbeknownst to my mother, a man creeped in behind. This is horrifying. Yeah. A man creeped in between the narrow walkway between our home and the neighbors. He stopped at the small window, a window barely any bigger than a doggy door that sat at ground level peering into the basement. He beat on the window until breaking the glass door.

Not the glass. Like there's children in there. I think that's kind of his objective. I hate that. I know. I hate him for that. I do too. Near that window was little Bobby. Not little Bobby. Not little Bobby. Bobby. Standing there with his little root beer belly, chubby cheeks, his dark hair growing darker with sweat. The man reached in and yoinked him out of the basement. Yoink. And into the oven.

Not the glass. Like there's children in there. I think that's kind of his objective. I hate that. I know. I hate him for that. I do too. Near that window was little Bobby. Not little Bobby. Not little Bobby. Bobby. Standing there with his little root beer belly, chubby cheeks, his dark hair growing darker with sweat. The man reached in and yoinked him out of the basement. Yoink. And into the oven.

Bye bye, little Bobby. Bye bye. I didn't say that. Coco, Benny, Joe and Rodrigo ran upstairs to the kitchen. They reached my mom, started pulling on her shirt. Mom, mom. They started yelling. He grabbed Bobby. He grabbed Bobby. He pulled him out the window. Here's the thing. I would have died if I was that mother. Yeah, on impact. Your kids run up to you and say he grabbed Bobby.

Bye bye, little Bobby. Bye bye. I didn't say that. Coco, Benny, Joe and Rodrigo ran upstairs to the kitchen. They reached my mom, started pulling on her shirt. Mom, mom. They started yelling. He grabbed Bobby. He grabbed Bobby. He pulled him out the window. Here's the thing. I would have died if I was that mother. Yeah, on impact. Your kids run up to you and say he grabbed Bobby.

He grabbed Bobby. He pulled him out the window. Dead. How do you react to that? She throws the baby and goes to get the Bob. Holy shit. My mother, obviously in shock, handed the golden child to me. The beautiful little baby so sweet and innocent to her sister, Coco, and went down to the basement to see the destruction for herself, not quite believing what she heard.

He grabbed Bobby. He pulled him out the window. Dead. How do you react to that? She throws the baby and goes to get the Bob. Holy shit. My mother, obviously in shock, handed the golden child to me. The beautiful little baby so sweet and innocent to her sister, Coco, and went down to the basement to see the destruction for herself, not quite believing what she heard.

As the kids said, the window was broken with only small shards still. Small shards. Only small shards. Only small chards. What is it? Chards? Shards?

As the kids said, the window was broken with only small shards still. Small shards. Only small shards. Only small chards. What is it? Chards? Shards?

it's shards it's shards correctly yeah okay it's like small shards i don't know why that sounded so wrong in my head still sticking inside the frame the police were called and alerted to the situation i'm horrified for your entire family very scary as everyone went outside to wait for the police my brothers pointed to the elderly neighbor sitting in the backyard rocking away on his glider while drinking mommy he is the man who took bobby

it's shards it's shards correctly yeah okay it's like small shards i don't know why that sounded so wrong in my head still sticking inside the frame the police were called and alerted to the situation i'm horrified for your entire family very scary as everyone went outside to wait for the police my brothers pointed to the elderly neighbor sitting in the backyard rocking away on his glider while drinking mommy he is the man who took bobby

No. Just went across the street? No. Next to the elderly neighbor was a little dark-haired boy with his own drink. It's Bobby. What the fuck is going on here? Hello? What is going on? If you guessed that it was my brother sitting with the neighbor, you would be correct.

No. Just went across the street? No. Next to the elderly neighbor was a little dark-haired boy with his own drink. It's Bobby. What the fuck is going on here? Hello? What is going on? If you guessed that it was my brother sitting with the neighbor, you would be correct.

The elderly neighbor was lonely and just wanted to share a beer and a chat with someone. I'm sorry. Yeah. I'm sorry, no. He wasn't all there. No. Yeah. No. His family was located and called to help. His son arrived and was very apologetic. Eventually, our neighbor was placed in a nursing home to get the 24-7 care he needed and all was well again. That is so sad. I know. And so horrifying.

The elderly neighbor was lonely and just wanted to share a beer and a chat with someone. I'm sorry. Yeah. I'm sorry, no. He wasn't all there. No. Yeah. No. His family was located and called to help. His son arrived and was very apologetic. Eventually, our neighbor was placed in a nursing home to get the 24-7 care he needed and all was well again. That is so sad. I know. And so horrifying.

It's so sad on so many levels because, um, childhood trauma immediately for Bobby. And then, like, obviously that neighbor, like, wasn't all there. Didn't mean any harm. But, like... Holy shit. Yeah. Even though there was still glass left in the frame, little Bobby was not injured at all. In my best Keith Morrison impression, I don't see Bobby drinking much beer.

It's so sad on so many levels because, um, childhood trauma immediately for Bobby. And then, like, obviously that neighbor, like, wasn't all there. Didn't mean any harm. But, like... Holy shit. Yeah. Even though there was still glass left in the frame, little Bobby was not injured at all. In my best Keith Morrison impression, I don't see Bobby drinking much beer.

Could it be because of this incident? Could it be because he prefers the harder stuff? We'll never know. To this day, my siblings still refuse to answer the question of, did he really reach down and grab him, or did you all just lift him up as an offering? I love that. I love it so. I love that. It's so good. That's a good one. I like that one. And can I say your name? You may use my name, April.

Could it be because of this incident? Could it be because he prefers the harder stuff? We'll never know. To this day, my siblings still refuse to answer the question of, did he really reach down and grab him, or did you all just lift him up as an offering? I love that. I love it so. I love that. It's so good. That's a good one. I like that one. And can I say your name? You may use my name, April.