I pull out my favorite board game from the cabinet outside our bedroom, Apples To Apples.

I hold it out to Blaire questioningly, and after a moment of though, she nods.

We go into the living room and put the board game on the ottoman. Blaire sits and I go into the kitchen to find mom and dad.

They're in the exact same spots they were in before, so I sit next to daddy.

"Do you guys want to play a game with us?" I ask sweetly.

"Sure." Daddy replies, getting up off the dining room chair and setting the newspaper. Mommy nods when I look at her. She turns the faucet off and dries her hands on a towel. I smile and skip into the bedroom. Blaire is in the living room, with the game all set up. I sit opposite of Blaire on the couch against the wall. I sit on the left side, and daddy sits next to me, on the right side. Mommy sits next to Blaire.

"Okay, lets start." Blaire instructs. "I'll be the judge first."

I pick up my pile of cards and read through them. They're pretty good. I have A bump in the night, twerking, politicians, carrot cake, Obamacare, Canadians, and Earth. I chuckle a little to myself.

Blaire flips over a green card to reveal the word Blissful.

I pull out the carrot cake card and place it upside down on the green card.

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"Ha! I won! I told you so!" I shout, throwing my cards down on the table. Blaire smirks,  puts her hand on her forehead, and shakes her head.

"Whatever." Blaire sighs. Daddy starts to clap his hands and my mom laughs.

"What sho-" I'm interrupted by an amber alert going off.

Daddy looks at mommy, frightened. "That's the third one this hour." Mommy nods her head and shuts her eyes.

"Girls, I think you should go up to your room and play in there, okay?" Mommy announces.

"Yes mommy." I say, walking away from the game.

"Wait, we have to clean up." Blaire shouts, so I turn around and start walking back.

"No, mommy and I will clean it. Just... Please go." Daddy says and stands up. Mommy begins to gather the cards in the center of the ottoman, so I walk towards the bedroom again. Blaire follows.

When we reach the bedroom, Blaire pulls out her laptop and lays down on her bed.

"Let's watch a movie." She says, and makes room for me on her bed. I join her.

She opens Google chrome, then Netflix.

Then she types 50 First Dates in the search bar, seeing as that's her favorite movie. She starts the movie, then puts her arm around me.

I hope mommy and daddy are alright. I don't know why, but I have a felling that something is terribly wrong.