This morning I waked at seven o' clock, and I was astonished to see a Neanderthal women standing on the lawn. Why would a Neanderthal woman come to Texas? , I pondered. I've heard of such encounters from other places all over the globe, Sweden, Sri Lanka, Brazil, and even some parts in Canada. I never thought I'd see the day when a Neanderthal woman is found within the United States, but I valued my discovery with such great happiness. I raced around my mind until I finally came to realized that I was standing on a gold mine. Publicity, fame, or even fortune I could feel were just around the corner.
             I quickly dashed around the corner to the kitchen, where I placed a phone call to the police department. I gave them a brief description of this Neanderthal woman and told them the scenario. "All right son, we are assembling a team to extract the Neanderthal women right now. Keep a good eye on her. If she starts to run away you give us a call immediately. You got it?" said the police dispatcher. "Yes sir, I understand." I hung up the phone and ran back to the window, so I could get a clear view of the Neanderthal women. My instructions were to keep track of her, an easy task, or so I thought. I opened up the front door and saw all the neighbors outside on their porches watching and waiting for something to happen, anything at all. "Hi, how are you?" I stuttered out, speaking to my new uninvited guest. Just then something remarkable happened. It was as if she was anticipating my arrival; she looked at me with her big, droopy eyes and gave me a great big hug. Then she began telling me about herself, and strangely enough I knew what she was talking about. Her life wasn't all that much different than mine, other than fact that she is a Neanderthal, but that's not the point. She too was an only child, got left at home a lot when her pare
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