So after I went sprawling to my death, I didn't expect to have survived so easily. I landed on a plastic alligator rafter in the deep of our pool. My head plopped on the snout of the green, tooth plastic alligator rafter I landed on. I was shaken up a bit. Seeing how disturbed I made it seem.
When I turned to look up at my husband and two worried kids at the top of the floor of our house, in Sparkle Town, I smiled at them gloomily. And then I gave them a wry double thumbs up. Russell, Mark, and Valentino just stared at me, with blank stares. Then, Russell and my two kids pumped their fists in the air, cheering me on. I couldn't feel more relieved to see how happy they were to see me alive, again.
"Get out of the pool and the rain, love!" Russell shouted at me. I started to scramble off the alligator rather than wobbling my balance onto it. When suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck from the storm clouds in the stormy night sky. It struck the water next to the alligator rafter I fell off from.
Making the bolt of a sizzling hot lightning rod from the sky, electrocuting the water in our pool I was drowning in the deep end. "I'm coming, honey!" I barely heard, my husband, Russell after me. I was drowning in sorrow. As I was going all the way under the deep waters of our swimming pool.
Then, I heard a loud splash from the surface of the pool I was going under. Opening my eyes, groggily, I saw my husband, Russell swimming to the bottom of the pool after getting me. I saw he had his shirt off, and I can see his hairy chest coming toward me. I couldn't hold my breath any longer. My chest was burning for oxygen. I was drowning to my death, slowly.
Before I gained unconsciousness, Russell quickly grabbed hold of my lifeless dead body on the bottom of the pool. He quickly swam back up to the surface of the cold, dirty swimming pool. Gasping for air, Russell propped my unconscious dead on the alligator rafter, bobbing on the surface of the swimming pool.
Suddenly, a young boy's hand reached out to Russell and me, who were both exhausted from swimming underwater. Turning to look up, we saw it was Mark and Valentino coming to help us out of the deep end of the pool. We were hanging on the side of the green, ugly alligator rafter.
We both gladly grabbed hold of each of Mark and Valentino's hands. They hoisted our soaking wet bodies onto the side of the swimming pool. It was still lightning and thundering. But Russell and I just rested on the sidewalk next to the swimming pool, trying to catch our breath.
"That was awesome, dad!" I heard Mark exclaim, happily. I looked at my husband drearily and smiled. Russell smiled back at me. Then, we both burst out chuckling nervously to ourselves. Our two kids helped Russell and me to our feet. We were all soaked from the rain. And jumping into the deep of our swimming pool in our backyard.
Mark wrapped an arm around Russell's shoulders as Valentino helped carry me around his shoulders onto our wobbly feet. Careful not to sleep on the wet pavement in our backyard, we all trotted back inside of our family rental house.
After getting back inside, the thunderstorm finally stopped. Everything got quiet as we entered the back kitchen sliding doors to our patio. Then, we heard the click coming from our circuit breaker in the kitchen. It turned the kitchen lights back on.
"Okay kids, don't be scared," Russell said, scolding onto our two worried kids. "Now the power is back on, we can all go back to bed. I don't want any of us getting sick because we got a little carried away," Russell said.
Mark and Valentino both looked at each other and laughed nervously. "We want to do this every night, mom and dad!" Valentino exclaimed, cheerfully. "Having an adventure never gets boring at our house!" Valentino laughed more and slapped his brother a high five.
I wanted to hug my boys. They let me. Even though we were all soaked to the bones. "Don't tell your friends at school, what we do at home, okay kids?" I asked my two sons. They looked at each other frowned. Nodding, they agreed and shook my damp, cold hands.
We started in our separate bedrooms. I didn't know what else to expect during a night like this. I had to make sure nothing too wild happens to us again. The dimly lit house groaned and creaked from the strong wind outside. It wasn't anything to worry about.
Except, when Russell guided us up the stairs, a big, fat rat scurried across our feet, coming out of a hole in the wall in the kitchen. I jumped and screamed into my husband's arms. As Mark and Valentino started grabbing hold of a broomstick out of the kitchen pantry. Following the ugly rodent with the broomsticks in their hands, they cornered the rat up the top of the stairs. It was nibbling on a piece of yellow, stinky cheese it got from our refrigerator.
It ate the rest of the yellow, square piece of cheese. Squeaked and hurried back under Mark and Valentino's legs, who were in the kitchen. But the rat disappeared into the mouse hole and poked his twitchy nosed head out of the mouse hole. Squeaked noisily and disappeared back into the darkness of the mouse hole in the kitchen. Just as Mark and Valentino cornered the brown rodent, barely missing the ugly creature disappearing after them. They screamed in defeat.