It was dark and all was quiet. Just around the corner, my parents were sound asleep, as was my sister down the hall. There was a slight chill in the air that drove me out of my bed to tiptoe across the room and retrieve my zebra print blanket. I had only taken a few steps away from my bed when suddenly a strange feeling came over me. I felt as though I had no control over my entire body and my vision became blurred. Not sure of what was happening, I opened my mouth to call for my parents, however, no sound came out. No matter how hard I tried, I could not call for help. Standing in the middle of my room, feeling as though I were completely paralyzed, thoughts of fear and panic filled my head. Suddenly, before I knew it, I collapsed, hitting my head on my dresser.
More than fifteen minutes, which seemed like an eternity, had passed since the last thought had filled my mind. I could now make out my sister and my dad sitting on the floor beside me and I could tell my mom was holding me. I could also make out two strange figures with whom I was not familiar. At the time everything seemed disoriented, but within a couple minutes, I became more aware of my surroundings. I looked into my mother�s eyes and could see that she had been crying. My dad�s and my sister�s faces held similar expressions as well.
�What�s going on?� I asked. My sister gave a nervous laugh and replied, �You just missed all the excitement.� I later found out that I had had a seizure that night for the first time. My mom had gone to call 911 and while she was doing that, my sister pressed the panic button on our alarm system, which shuts off all of our phones as the system takes over the phone. Thinking 911 had placed her on hold my mom laid the phone down. The security company tried to call us back, but with the phone off the hook, the call never got through. Their next step was to call the person on our backup list, so they called some close friends of ours that live down the street. Receiving an emergency call about our alarm at 5:00 a.m., Richard Lacy, thinking the worst, pulled out his guns preparing to come to our rescue. Realizing the phone had been off the hook, mom placed it where it belonged in time for Richard to call before he dashed to our rescue.
The 911 operator sent an ambulance to our home. That accounts for the two strangers standing in my room when I awoke.
It�s funny how my sister thinks I always get the excitement, yet somehow I feel I always miss out on it.