Help!Help! my mother is trying to push me

Help!Help! my mother is trying to push me into the well.Hearing that, my mother came near me.IN the sleep, i started pulling my mother's hair .Later, she told "stop pulling ....

my... hair... I'm pushing you down the well for your own good. It's to test your initiative." Much, much later, at the bottom of the well, I examined the contents of the bag she'd

packed for me. A paper clip, rope, rosary beads & gas canisters. What was this, a light-hearted version of The Ring? I wasn't MacGyver, I was her 7 yr old daughter stuck in a well.

This was some sort of mind game wasn't it? These random objects can't possibly -- unless... I tied a gas canister to the rope and tried to throw it over the top of the well, but

night, and should I be worried that this trip had lasted so long? Did I remember to turn off the coffeemaker this morning? After checking my pockets twice more I found a mirror in

reverse. It was absorbing the light of everything around it, including the light in the eyes of the adorable (but somewhat creepy) Anime vixens who were in the process of removing

the internal organs of what was either a very elderly man or a hideous woman. As it took the light left in the eyes of the anime vixens, they fell to the floor, entrails in tow.

Twilight Sparkle happened upon the scene a short time later. Calmly, she said, "Dear Princess Celestia. With all due respect, WTF???" Applejack helped clean up the anime vixens and

, well, what else could be done? It was one of those weird "truth is stranger than fiction" moments. Then suddenly, it was over. The phone rang, and life just...went on.