linkinparkrunaway

I love horseback riding I have seven horses and I got my first one when I was 12

Well if one of them would die soon I would probably lock myself in my room when I find out and play all my LP cds while I lay on my bed and stare at my ceiling and probably cry. I doubt I would answer any of my phone calls or talk to anyone else for a while, but if it happened in a couple years I think I would be able to handle it better then I would now since I don’t expect them to die anytime soon but I know it will happen in the future. I'd just listen to their cds and feel sad for a while then.

lol welcome to the forums and I hope you enjoy it here

I like it, I'm curious to see where this is going keep it up :thumbsup:

Can you think of a new name for me? My real name is Mandy.

September 27, 1989

I finally got caught up with the chapters. That last chapter is really sad please don't say she is dead

I keep having the same dream at least once a week. My husband and I (I just met the guy about 7 months ago on the first day of high school in real life) were trying to get our newborn daughter Arya to go to sleep. After a while we finally managed it. We stayed in her room a few minutes longer to watch her sleep. It was storming out pretty badly and then lightning strikes and when that happened my husband look out the window and told me he saw someone run across our yard. I told him he was imagining things and not to worry about it. All the same he decided to go downstairs and check it out anyway. After a few minutes I heard loud banging noises from downstairs and then footsteps coming closer. Then I heard him screaming for me to get Arya and myself out of the house and call the police. I ran into my room (which is connected to Arya's) and grabbed the phone. I came back and just as I was about to dial the phone number I heard an unfamiliar voice behind me saying that I had better drop the phone or my husband would die. I turned around to see two men. One was holding my husband with a knife to his throat. The other was slowly coming towards me. Arya started to cry so I backed up to her crib and tried to comfort her. I started to rock her in my arms and then the man kept coming closer to me. He kept telling me to hand over the baby but I refused and held onto her tightly. Just as the man reached out to grab her from me we heard the other man screaming in pain. Somehow my husband managed to get free and stabbed him with the knife. He went after the other guy and they fought for a while and then my husband managed to shoot the man with a gun that the man had. Just as he was coming over to Arya and me the man got up and shot my husband and then he died. I placed Arya in her crib and ran over to my husband. He gave me a weak smile and gave me a weak kiss. He then told me to make sure that I let Arya remember him and to make sure that we remember that he will always love us. I started crying and protesting that he was going to be fine and then he whispered I love you and then died. Then in real life I wake up screaming his name (which I was doing in my dream) as loudly as I can and I have tears in my eyes and it takes me a while to realize that I was dreaming and that I am safe in my bed because the dream seems way too real. I have only told two of my friends about this dream and I am worried that if I tell him (the guy in my dream) he will get freaked out and I don't want that to happen because we are almost always haninging out with each other and I don't want that to change. This is the worst dream I have ever had and it is the one that won't go away.

6:00 wake up and push the snooze buttom on my alarm. 6:09 push the snooze button again 6:16 push snooze button 6:25 push snooze button 6:34 push snooze button 6:43 push snooze button 6:52 push snooze button 7:01 I finally get out of bed and take a shower 7:15 brush my teeth, do my hair, put a little makeup on, etc. 7:32 go outside and listen to my cd player while I wait for the bus 7:40 I get to school and go to my homeroom where I hang out with my friends, make fun of my teacher who makes fun of me back, or franticly try to get whatever homework I forgot to do done 8:00 Physical Science starts 8:48 Spanish 9:40 Break where I go to my 3rd classroom and hang out with my friends 9:50 Pre algebra 10:45 Geography 11:33 English 12:15 Lunch 12:50 Gym 1:45 Study Hall 2:30 Word Processing 3:20 Go home 3:40 Go on computer, read, visit my grandparents, talk to my freinds, listen to Linkin Park etc. 8:30 Watch South Park 9:00 Watch more TV 10:00 Wach Family Guy and start homework (if there is not too much to do otherwise I start it earlier) 10:30 Watch Futurama 11:00 to 12:00 try to get to sleep 2:00 wake up and try to get to sleep 4:00 wake up and try to get to sleep 5:30 look at clock groan about how I don't get enough sleep and try to assure myself that I can still get a little in the half hour I have left 6:00 start all over again.

I weigh 97 lbs

Life sucks if you look at it one way. All this shit happens to you. You will eventually lose the people who mean most to you at some point in your life, you'll go threw many difficulties your whole life, there will always be someone who will try to put you down, eventually you'll die, everything that you hold dear could be taken from you at any second. Just because these things happen doesn't mean you shouldn't look to the bright side of things. They just prove more then ever that you should enjoy the things that you have while you can because one day you won't be able to and then you'll probably regret it forever. Bad things happen to me all the time that make me feel like shit, and there is always someone in my life trying to put me down, but despite all these things I'm very happy with my life. My family is understanding despite some of the things I screw up on, and my freinds are there to make me happy when I need them, well most of the time they are. I have one friend who can make all my troubles go away just by looking at him or thinking about him, although I will probably never tell him. I'm am very grateful for that and thanks to him I am very optamistic on life. At one time I used to hate it. I felt that I had nothing to look forward to, although I was wrong. Ever since I met him I look forward to everyday. I hope that eventually he will read this to know how much he has helped making me happy just by being there to make me smile or laugh when I'm miserable. For me these are the things that are worth living for so life doesn't suck for me anymore.

I've had bad expeirneces trusting others. They usually backstab me or put words in my mouth. I don't mind listeinging to their problems or hearing a secret because I won't tell anyone, but I know better to tell someone my problems and secrets. I find that it's safest working things out on my own becuase somewhere down the line someone will probably betray me so I don't want to risk it if I don't have to.

I want a job that I can express myself in like writing, drawing, or designing something like clothes

Yay Mike is in it this should be good Great chapter