I've been spending a lot of time alone.

quirks

1. I still have a security blanket.
2. I'm very bad at arguing because when people yell at me my mind goes blank.
3. I'll steal all the covers and most of the bed space in the middle of the night.
4. I only want to hang out one on one, I hate groups mostly.
5. I'm always cold.
6. Big waves at the beach scare me.

I'm starting to get smaller inside, this place is collecting dust. Today is terrible but last weekend was the best. I love weddings; they are so fun and pretty and uplifting. Everyone was in their greatest spirits even the next day was perfect. We went to the beach! The drive home was long and heartwrenching and this whole week too.

THE END.

new favorite shirt

a nice drawing, a mean drawing

two dreams

My house was much bigger and in the country. There were many more children living here; small children with sticky hands and running and yelling but I still liked them all. My step mother had lots and lots of reptiles. There was a jet black python that was as big as the living room and had two tails, and a thousand bright colors iguana, and lots of other little poisonous snakes, ect. I walked into the basement and saw the python strangling this little boy. The boy was almost dead but my step mother came in and the snake immediately let him go. I was scared of these snakes and my step mother took me into the garden and told me, "Look you are driving your father away by not liking these animals." I agreed with her.

Ryan and I were living together at our dream house. In the woods we found a baby tiger, named him Corsica, and raised him together. When he was full grown it was a little scary because he was a tiger and he would run up to us at full speed when we got home, but when he got close he was just so sweet and he would nuzzle us and play with us all day long. Whenever we had to leave the house, we'd put him in this room so that no one would see him and get scared and kill him. But he was getting so big and strong we were scared that one day he would be able to break down the door. The next morning Corsica turned into a beautiful tall blonde boy. But I still thought of him as a tiger and kind of like his parent or at least I knew I had to protect him because he didn't understand the stupid world and I loved him.