True story

Someone was pounding at the door...hard. I was still in my nightgown, but I peeked out the window to see who it was. It was a group of teenagers....Nuts! they saw me. They pounded harder on the door.

I barely opened the door; just enough to speak to them. They demanded that I let them in, brandishing guns. I told them no and slammed the door. They yelled that I had left my key in the door and I couldn't keep them out.

I stayed calm. They were probably bluffing, but I had left my keys in the lock before... All the same, I didn't panic but decided to call 9-1-1. Hopefully I could find the phone quickly. There. I had it. Dial the number... What?! I didn't know you could get an answering machine when you called emergency!

Alright, now I was scared. I decided to get PJ's gun that is for "defending the house". I reached in the place where he hides it....It's not there! It's not there!!!

I woke up. My heart was pounding and my breath was coming in short little gasps. I rolled over and woke up PJ.

"Where's the gun?"

"What?" he asked, not fully awake.

"Is the gun in the ______?" I insisted.

"No, I moved it to the _______" he answered. !!!!!!!!

How much longer?

http://www.nationalautismassociation.org/howmuchlonger.php

How much longer will "officials" ignore the positive results of biomedical treatment for autism, and ignore the cry of parents to slow down the vaccination schedule?

A very good question.