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Sep 04, 2004 00:10

First off, Kaitlin, if you read this, you must PROMISE not to tell Mom or Dad. Ok, now to the good stuff. It all started yesterday in 2nd hour AP English. after reading my autobiography out loud to the people sitting around us, kourtney was making fun how I was going to live in a castle. Rob Abb says something about the castle in Monroe... obviously we all want to know about it. He continues to tell about how this guy lives in a castle. Apparently last year or a couple years ago this guy threw an after prom or after graduation party for some kids at Jefferson but was arrested for soliciting to minors and some other sexual offense. He just got out of jail. Kourtney has the brilliant idea of a bunch of us going to check it out Friday night. Being the dumbass high schoolers we are, it is a brilliant idea. So I got off work and got picked up by Rob, Kourtney and Nyoka tonight around 10. We head out to the castle. After not being able to find the road it was on, Rob finally gets us there. We drive down to the end of this creepy looking drive and come to a gate with two 30 foot high cages on either side. An old wooden sign is laying nest to it that says "No Tresspassing" We kinda wanna keep going down the road so Kourtney is like "who is gonna get out of the car and open the gate?" I volunteered. I get out to check the gate and as I am doing it, I look down the path that the headlights are illuminating. This is TOTALLY SERIOUS. I am not making anything up, ask any of the other three of us that were there. I look down the path and a guy darts across it about 50 feet in front of me. He looked like he had some sort of long stick-like thing in his hand. I run like crazy back to the car and we peel the hell out of there. SO, we still have like an hour before any of us have to be home. Kourtney suggests we go check out this battlefeild thing. So Rob agrees to drive there and we find some place to park and walk to this battle feild. We walk to it and there is pretty much nothing there except woods...yeah, woods... We, once again being dumbasses, choose to walk back into the woods. There is no path so we have to make one. We walk back into them. While being lost, we hear a cannon fure. once again, we get the hell out of there. On to the next part. With a little more time left, Nyoka decides we will go to this old barn where some girl was hung a few years back. Upon arrival, there is no barn, but there is a place where a barn had obviously been torn down. There wasn't much to be scarred of there. After dropping off Nyoka because it was getting to be late, we decide to steal something and put it on top of someone's something that the first something never would naturally be sitting on. That was the end of the evining. Then Rob drove me home. Now I am sitting here typing this. If you actually read all of this, post a reply, maybe you will be rewarded. Oh yeah, Chris Slat, you are comin with us next time we decide to go scare the crap out of ourselves.
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