The lights flickered in the tiny restaurant. A fire had started in the womens' restroom. When the manager asked the crowd to leave in a calm and orderly fashion, his voice was cut off by "Animal crackers in my soup, monkeys and . . . I'LL KILL YOU!!!" The lights flickered again, but only a few things were still palpable: dark red eyes and the horrid lyrics to the childish song. Many were trying to cover their ears as the deathly noise infiltrated the room. But for those who didn't, it was already too late. . . .
One giant glowing pair of red eyes and a monster-sized skirt appeared from the table . . . and it was . . . Shirley Temple.
I tried to escape. As I was nearing the door, I had been stopped by a force that had gripped hard onto my shoulderblades.
"Shirley Temple knows where you live . . . eeeheeeheeheehee!!!"
I knew there was only one way to stop the wretched girl. "Shirley Temple, let go of me now or else you are going back to that orphanage!"
"NO!!!" she shrieked. Suddenly a great portal opened, a black hole behind me that seemed to control the Zeitgeist, the spirit of time itself. It was sucking in what seemed to be all of the ancient items in the room, including Shirley. The grip of her small childish hands loosened on my shoulders. "But I was only in that orphanage when i was in Annieeeeeeeeeee. . . ."
With the blink of an eye, the monster was gone. The great vortex behind me disappeared.
I awoke on my couch immediately afterwards. I looked around my living room. Static danced on my television screen, and a bowl of popcorn was dumped on the floor. I sighed in relief and picked up my Annie DVD case. I lethargically tossed it into the trashcan with a smile. No more watching musicals about small children for me.
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