Feb 12, 2006 03:30
The beginning of the day went well enough.
Woke up.
Showered.
Did a few choirs.
Left for Doug's around three.
Started slow.
Then got better.
A fair amount of people showed up.
It all went well.
Cake fight.
Jam fests.
Arranged music.
Nikki and Brooke came over.
And now, i finally have a crush on someone.
It feels really good too.
I liked no one for so long.
And now everythings better.
It was pretty obvious though.
But I don't care.
Im not ashamed.
HeHe.
Got Cut short though.
So that kinda sucked.
After everyone left.
Came down to Me, Alex, Ryan, Steven, and Doug.
Played some D&D.
Then went for a hike.
Long story short.
We end up hiding in a field.
We split up to get back to the house.
Me, Alex & Ryan.
Doug & Steven.
My group swore we saw Doug and Steven walking down the road.
Then we heard sirens.
Out of sudden fear we book back to the barn.
While in there we hear pounding on the back of the barn.
We rush inside.
We dont know where steven and doug are at this point.
So we watch the barn.
Then I see Steven walking along its side.
And what appears to be Doug Climbing up the side of the barn.
And climbing across the roof.
We're positive we saw the person on the roof.
100% sure.
I went out to check.
Found Steven.
He didnt know where Doug was.
Turns out he wasnt on the roof.
But in the silo.
Upon investigation.
We found a cord ripped out of the ground.
Hung on the back of the barn.
Right where we heard the pounding.
And the people we saw walking.
Weren't Steven and Doug.
So.
We're pretty sure it was these rednecks (for lack of a more definite word) thats gave a few of us shit a while back and earlier today.
It makes sense.
They walked along the road.
We heard sirens.
My group books to the barn.
They climb up the back using the cable.
We race inside.
Watch THEM on the roof.
Not Doug.
Thats our conclusion.
We're pretty sure we're at least half right.
Maybe different people.
But same basics.
It was freaky as hell.
They WERE out there.
We're positive.
Damn rednecks (again...for lack of a better word to describe them...one does not exist.)