The Sky is Falling

A few nights ago I was jolted out of bed by a horrible sound. I thought the entire contents of Hannah's closet was falling to the floor. It was so loud! I jumped up and ran into her room. She was sitting up in bed with her hands over her ears and crying " What is that?" The cats were bolting out of her room and scrambling for cover. I looked around and everything seemed normal, except for the Mylar balloon that was on the ceiling in the corner of the room. It had somehow drifted toward the ceiling fan during the night and received a terrible beating. Once I realized what had happened I could not stop laughing. Hannah calmed down once I explained everything. ( Note to self: Mylar balloons and fans don't mix) The cats would not go in her room for over a week. The balloon is still alive and well, but now resides in the closet.