I typically forget to prank anyone on this day, for some reason.
I will be planning and preparing pranks all year round and then BOOM! April 1st has come and gone, without me doing a single prank.
I had told myself, yesterday, that "No! This year shall be different! I will be the Master of All Pranks and people will despise me for my audacity! I shall be prepared and strike when they least expect!"
Sadly, those bold words were all for naught.
April 1st is here... and I have not done a single prank (although I have a few planned later on this evening...).
No, no, no... this year, I have become the victim of a ruthless and despicable prank.
Who would play such a sick joke on me?
Dun Dun Dun
My parents!
*gasp*
It all began with a simple evening, doing school on the back porch, when suddenly, my sister and I heard an odd sound... sort of like a whip cracking.
Our parents were inside and we assumed they must not have heard the sound, so Meredith (my sister) darted in the house and started yelling, "Mommy! Mommy! We heard a weird sound!"
In short, Mommy and Dad came outside to "investigate" and the sound occured four other times in the next 15 minutes.
We began speculating as to what it could be...
"Maybe our crazy neighbors across the street are whipping their kids." Dad suggested.
Meredith was puzzled. "Isn't that illegal in Florida?"
"It sounded like a BB gun." I offered my ready wit as an aid.
"Who on earth would be shooting a BB gun this close to the house?" Mommy wondered.
So our conversation continued until we heard it again and we all began panicking.
I remember hearing Mommy and Dad yelling at us to get inside, immediately, and they both proceeded to lock the doors all over the house and turn on the alarm.
"What's going on?!" I was shaking and could feel the blood draining from my face.
Mommy was on the phone and talking to a 911 operator. What I gathered from her conversation was that other people had called in, complaining about a weird noise which sounded like a gun.
A few seconds passed and a few more words were exchanged before Mommy hung up.
"They said someone's on the loose." Her voice shook and Dad told us to stay with them in the living room.
Meredith and I curled up on the couch and begin praying and sobbing. I was starting to hyperventilate and thought I was going to faint.
Mommy walked over to the front window and looked out, as I screamed at her to get away from the window.
"Joel," She said to Dad in a frightened tone. "There's a SWAT team out front!"
"Are there any squad cars out there, with them?" Dad asked her, hopping up from the couch.
"Ya... quite a few, actually."
A few minutes passed and Meredith and I sat in paralyzing fear as our parents decided that Dad (since he works for the sheriff's office) should go outside and speak with the deputies to see what was going on.
I was screaming and crying as Dad turned the alarm off and went out the back garage door.
Several more minutes passed in silence and Dad came back.
"What did they say?" Mommy questioned him.
Dad refused to tell us what was going on. He was afraid he would scare us too badly.
"Dad, I would rather know what was going on than be left in the dark about it!" I said.
He sighed and proceeded to tell us that a man with a gun was on the loose and was shooting at the houses down our street.
Of course, we began to freak out, at this point.
"Turn the alarm back on!" I shouted. "Please!"
Dad did so, quickly, and headed back in the living room with us.
"My phone! I left my phone out by the pool!" I felt like I needed it- like I needed to be talking to someone.
"We can't get it, now! The officers said we had to stay inside the house until they say it's all clear." Dad ordered.
"I'll go get it." Mommy volunteered.
"No way." I said. "My phone is not worth you getting shot!"
"I'll be fine." She replied. "I'll be in and out in no time!"
Against my pleas of concern, she walked out, anyways.
About four seconds passed and we heard a scream.
Mommy burst back into the house and fell on the floor, sobbing and yelling out, "There's someone out there! Someone was trying to get in the gate! He had a gun!"
She continued crying on the floor as Meredith and I started screaming.
I thought this was the end.
We were going to die.
My worst nightmare was about to come true.
I curl up into a ball and sob.
Suddenly, I feel someone come up to me.
It was Mommy... and she wasn't crying.
"April Fool!"
10 Minutes Later
"I can't believe you guys did this! That was awful! I will never forgive you! I was going to pass out!"
My cruel parents spent quite a long time trying to calm me down after our little escapade...
But I'm fine, now.
Alls well that ends well! I mean... come on. They were just having some fun!
Author's Note: All events and happenings in this blog post are 100% accurate. Yes... even the saran wrap part.
That is hilarious! Is that what you were telling Caitlyn about last night?
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