Curtis says the clickings in the fillings of my teeth are messages from aliens. He's 14. What does he know? The writing paper by my bed is another thing. I didn't put it there. Curtis says I have to write letters to the editor. Okay, I'll humor the kid. Can't do any harm. Oh My God Everything I've asked for is coming true. I'm so scared, I can't breathe. Now what do I do?