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I had a terrible dream last night. Something to do with this group of kids whom I did recognize, I just didn't really know, who came to my neighborhood when I was having friends over, and just massacred them. They would rip out their guts, and eat the rest of them while they were still alive. And I watched them do it to every single on of my friends. And it hurt so much, I think I was crying in my sleep. I ran and hid in a neighbors house, under their bed, and wasn't found, thank god. I hope I never have a dream like that again.
Today was great. I was so happy all day long. And I kept thinking about bad things too, but that didn't stop the happiness. It was great. Hopefully tonight will be just as good as school was.
I was getting off the bus, and I saw Jeremy walking up the street towards his house. I thought maybe he'd want to talk about it, realize this was stupid and that we should be cool again, but he merely looked around at me, shrugged, and kept walking. And the tears welled up in my eyes and every bad thing that has ever happened to me flooded into my head, and I felt like passing out. I hate getting worked up like that.
Besides that, it was a good day, and tonight will be good, and everythings good. The end.
Today was great. I was so happy all day long. And I kept thinking about bad things too, but that didn't stop the happiness. It was great. Hopefully tonight will be just as good as school was.
I was getting off the bus, and I saw Jeremy walking up the street towards his house. I thought maybe he'd want to talk about it, realize this was stupid and that we should be cool again, but he merely looked around at me, shrugged, and kept walking. And the tears welled up in my eyes and every bad thing that has ever happened to me flooded into my head, and I felt like passing out. I hate getting worked up like that.
Besides that, it was a good day, and tonight will be good, and everythings good. The end.