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Sunday.........................................12.31.o6

 

 

+SUNDAY~

 

 

A long time ago in kindergarten I saw a big rock and picked it up. I looked at it for a couple minutes {in disgust} and throw it behind me.

 

When the bell rang my friends were holding a sobbing girl.

 

They asked me why I threw a rock at her face.

 

 

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It's Happy New Years Eve!

 

about 2 more hours until New Years.

 

YEY!

 

 

Monday..........................................o1.o1.o7

 

+MONDAY~

 

Here's my New Years Dream :

 

I bought some Spongebob dishes at Kmart, then went back to my school in te comm. arts class{which is in a portable} Spongebob and Patrick were there, too. I said sorry and had to leave.

 

I was wearing my baggy sweatpants and a t-shirt with a green curduroy vest.

all of a sudden, my shirt disappeared. I pulled my sweatpants up over my breasts, but no one seemed to care for some reason.

It was lunchtime and I couldn't find my seat, but I also couldnt find my locker{so I could get my shirt}. I remember my hatred for Anthony by seeing his binder on a lunch table, then run to the back of the school.

 

In the back of the school there are big church buildings and towers with crosses ontop of them. There are also fenced in electrical boxes. The grass is green and uncut, and goes up to my ankles. My friend Rachel and her friend lead me around the back. Soon they start running. I sprint as fast as I can. My heart is beating, I'm scared to be left alone here for some reason. I sprint, I can feel myself going so fast; I can feel my toes beating down on the earth and leading me along with such power...

 

...and then I'm laying in a bed in an old, dark, creaky house. The front door is in front of the bed on the left side. I cover my face.

"If you see her hand, you have to do it...if you see her hand, you have to do it or you can't leave..."

I scream that I didn't see 'her' hand.

 

I get out of the bed, holding a purple-diamond ring. I give the old woman with scraggly white hair and wrinkly gray skin the ring. "This has the power of God, our Lord Jesus Christ." The old woman is no longer evil. I leave the house, feeling accomplished but fed up with all these puzzles.

 

There is a small waterway, in between two walls that are two arm's length apart. There is a small stone "bridge" going across. It is as wide as an arm. I quickly run across, but the small bridge collapses and I dive into the dirty green, running water below. I climb up to the original side because it's easy to climb across. I lift myself up, swallowing water that came into my mouth when I fell.

I jump across this time, and have to pull myself up on the other side because I didn't jump far enough. At least I'm on the other side.

 

Three multicolor mini spirits fly up to my ears. They whisper to me. I have no emotion. They said they take away personality. And without personality, you die.

They kill one of my friends, who wears glasses. His eyes bulge out of his skull. His face becomes distorted. He is dying from the pain.

I go to the janitor, and soon we are flying off into the sky in an old fashioned war plane. Symphonic music is playing in the backround. I'm having lots of fun.

 

He tells me how to turn the plane, and we take a couple loop-di-loops. It's all fun, but I want to go back home.

 

Then I'm back on earth, and I am walking back into the school.

 

The janitor is still flying. A code shows up on a small screen. He flies up into space. He knows the secret know. He knows why that happened to the kid. A radio signal comes in:"Did you find out why it happened?"

The janitor is about to reply, but all the controls shut off. He can no longer go back to earth. He cant even send radio signals. He's just flying in space, and he will die alone.

Whatever haunting force broke everything in his plane, must not've wanted him to tell anyone the secret.

 

I wake up, gasping. I look around in a daze and lay there for awhile, thinking over my dream. Amazing.

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Omg...lol...poor girl...

 

How was your new year?

Hope you had fun...^^

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My news years was good. I didn't spend any time with anyone {in person}, but I did get to IM one of my good friends {who moved away and rarely signs on to MSN}.

 

And I had a twisted...tuh-wisted...dream, man...This'll start my next journal entry. It's a pretty wonky dream though.

 

SEE FIRST POST FOR NEW JOURNAL ENTRY

 

 

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Omg...what a dream...and so complexed...wow...

I'm sure you have a lot of things goin on in your head...and in your subconscious...crazy...your imagination must be amazing...I'm astonished...

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I even felt strange when I woke up with a gasp. o_O I'm going to find something on the internet to find out what the dream means, because I've never had a dream so intricate and deep and complex...
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Weird. o_O

I have lots of creepy weird dreams and I used to thing they meant somthing but really.... they didn't.

 

I had one involving a tornado and a 'heaven' (which I don't even believe in) YEARS ago and erm... Nothing...

{Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me.}

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