damage and scary food!
And they were threatening me with mind tailoring! They said theyâd take away my memories! That Iâd have no brain at all!
I had only been awake for two minutes, and already I was shaking and sweating from fear! I had to do something, quick!
I touched the oval pink pad on the wall. Instantly my feet let go of the ceiling and I crashed to the floor.
Well, I had figured out how to get down off the ceiling!
The room was so small I didnât fit on the floor. I ended up on my back with my legs stretched up the wall.
For a minute I felt just like my clumsy old Will self.
I must have fallen onto a touch pad, because when I landed a pale blue light came on.
I looked around and discovered some other touch pads. Maybe one of them opened a window! Maybe I could sneak out that way!
I scrambled around and stood up. These werenât the touch pads that glowed in the dark. I was just reaching to touch a dark purple pad and see what it did when a hollow thunking sound came from the door.
âWhatâs with you?â Chad-Two yelled from the other side of the door. âItâs time for breakfast! Why arenât you up?â He knocked again.
I pressed the green touch pad and the door opened. I stepped out into the pink windowless round area.
Chad-Two was already out of his boots, and he was wearing different clothes.
I wondered where he had gotten them, but I couldnât search around now. Chad would know where his own closet was! Chad-Two stood in the pink room, watching my every move. Better to keep on these clothes and worry about changing later.
I slipped off my sleep boots and put my hightops back on. Then I followed Chad-Two downstairs.
The dining room table was already set. I guess breakfast wasnât one of the Chadsâ chores.
I peered into the bowl at my place. It was filled with dried-up nuggets shaped like starfish. They floated in blue milk, and smelled salty and rotten.
Mom and Dad were already seated at the table. Dad was reading the newspaper upside-down. Aliens made mistakes, too, I guess. Mom wore another frilly pink knee-length dress with a puffy skirt, an apron, and that dopey smile.
I glanced down at the bowl. At least these starfish things werenât looking back at me!
I was starving by this time, so when I took my place at the table, I shoved a big spoonful into my mouth.
Mistake!
It was much worse than it looked. Like biting into totally salty, greasy, rotten cat food treats with crunchy bones in them!
And what was worseâthe cereal stabbed like needles in my mouth!
I couldnât spew them all over the table. This could be Chadâs favorite dish.
I drank something yellow and milky that was in the glass at my place. It tasted like hot glue! I thought it would help the cereal go down, but it just coated my tongue and made my throat close up.
I looked at Mom. Smiling. Dad. Behind his upside-down newspaper. Chad-Two. Wolfing down that poisonous cereal. Happy campers.
I couldnât take it. I leaped up and ran!
I bolted from the house, not even closing the front door behind me. I didnât want them to catch up with me!
I had to get home. I had to get Chad to switch back right now! I couldnât eat that food. I couldnât stay in a house full of aliens. I couldnât wait around for them to tailor my mind!
I was so hungry I could hardly think. I needed some food!
I darted into the Stop ân Shop.
I bought Twinkies and a Coke. Real food! Then I crossed the street to the park by the high school and collapsed onto a bench.
I tore open the Twinkies package and crammed a whole one into my mouth. I love the way they squish!
A second later I was gagging! It tasted like chalk. Dry chalk! It sucked all the spit out of my mouth and made me cough!
I spat it out.
My mouth was so dry from the chalky Twinkies, I chugged half the Coke.
The Coke tasted like gasoline!
My stomach hurt. I started sweating. I felt dizzy and
Liz Wiseman, Greg McKeown