taytay's+story

This is the map of my story.media type="googlemap" key="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&source=s_q&hl=en&geocode=&q=Newark+New+York&sll=43.043425,-77.095442&sspn=0.055201,0.104284&ie=UTF8&ll=43.051391,-77.091408&spn=0.013798,0.026071&z=14&output=embed" width="425" height="350"And here is my story... **__ Our Alarm System __** I used to live in New York. I lived very near Rochester. I lived in a trailer that sat on an acre. Teddi was my first pet. She was a outdoor dog, but she came inside at night. Then in the morning Dad would let her back outside. One Saturday morning, when I was about three, I was the first one awake at around seven. Teddi wanted to go outside and I didn’t want to wake up Mom and Dad that early. So, not remembering that we had an alarm system, I opened up the door to let Teddi out. That was when the alarm went off. It was like a loud beeping sound. Dad was the first one to come out. With a very confused look, he asked me what had happened and I told him I was just trying to let Teddi outside. As soon as I had said that, the phone rang and he answered it and said “It’s nothing my daughter set it off on accident.” Only later did I find out that the phone call was from the police calling to make sure everything was okay. Once Dad got the alarm to stop going off, I finally calmed down (I had been crying). The Dad asked what in the world was I thinking. And I told him that Teddi wanted to go outside and I didn’t want to wake them up so early in the morning. He said he appreciated the thought but next time just come and get him. I agreed and that when Teddi started whining because when the alarm went off I slammed the door before she could get out. Dad and I laughed while Dad unlocked the alarm and opened the door for her to finally go out. We watched her play in the yard for awhile then we went inside for some hot chocolate. Now since I was only like three, I was really scared because the alarm only went off when Dad tested it every other month. I was so scared that I was shaking so much that Dad noticed and told me to go back to bed and when I got up we could go to Ihop for lunch we could go to my favorite Ice Cream Shop, called Bee’s. So since I love going to Ihop and Bee’s I went to bed and wouldn’t get up. Mom had to drag me to the living room to get my snack (Ihop was like an hour away and that is a long time for such a little girl!) Once we finally were seated I ordered my favorite kid’s meal, The Rooty Jr., and enjoyed my breakfast. Then later after a great lunch of hot dogs and macaroni salad, we went to Bee’s and I got my double scoop of strawberry on a waffle cone. So, after lots of good food and “its O.K.’s” all was forgiven and forgotten… well not ALL because then I wouldn’t be able to write this story.