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• I like to think I am a writer.
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• My achievements include scaring the snot out of goodie-goodie cheerleaders on a daily bases, becomeing trailor trash(behind a bar is my humble abode), and being mostly mysterious to everyone I come in contact with.
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• About......1st grade.
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• Good with guns, and explosives.




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Friday, October 20, 2006

   Oh....
Oh, hey.
I really don't feel like telling the internet...but I should.
I will.
So Me and my moms boyfriend got into a fight last night. Over things I really don't feel like typing or thinking about.
So I got so upset, I ran out of the house screaming I am going on a walk. I ran down the hill, realizing then that I had on no shoes, and no jacket. But I still ran. My breathe was fogging up, and I ran all the way to the street. I ran down the road, sobbing by then. My feet felt numb, and yet, I felt my feet being sliced up by the broken glass from the bottles.
I threw myself into the ditch to avoid the headlights of a passing car. When it was gone, I ran up to the woods. I ran up the woody hill, cutting my feet on thorns and branches.
Then I collapsed onto the muddy ground, and sobbed into the freezing wind. Crying out "Why! Why do I have to be here! Where is my gaurdian angel!"
.......My faithful dog. Spot. She trots up, and sits by me. She let me pet her softly, and sob into her fur. Her son Spook ran up, and sat on my left. I sobbed into him to. They protecetd me from the worries of the woods. My bleeding feet frozen over, the mud on my face running with my tears.
I finaly stopped screaming. But the sobs and shivers kept on. I started to settle down, whispering to myself, and my two protecters.
I think I lost some more sanity in those woods. I finaly started praying. To Satan, to god, to buddha. Whomever would listen, and answer me. FInaly I climbed into a tree, shaking violently. Well gotta go!
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