Monday, March 31 2003
I just read through all my old entires, I sound like I'm pretending to be grown up.
Don't let it trick you when it's really the other way around.
I grew up to fast, and I'm trying to sound like I'm still young.

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I don't think I've ever had a day where this much of nothing happened.
I'll tell my story from yesterday.
I was at my grandparents house and all my cousins were driving me crazy so I locked myself in the back bedroom to sleep, but I couldn't so I decided to look in an old dresser drawer. I found a whole bunch of old letters and poems from my Aunt Nellie who had died about 10 years ago when she was 18 from cancer. I read them of course. She was good.
A few hours later as everyone was getting ready to leave I was walkign around the kitchen and I heard the basement door rattling and I thought a little kid was stuck behind it so I went to open it to let them out but no one was there so I checked the bathroom, no one was stuck in there either. As I was closing the bathroom door I heard the rattling noise again so I turned around and the basement door was jiggling back and fourth, so once again I opened it. And no one was there. And no one else was in the kitchen with me. They were all in the dining room or the living room. Not anywhere near the basement door. So I shut it, after I had thoroughly checked for people in the basement and found nothing or no one that could be causing it to move. And when I shut it, it started rattling again. And I could see the door shake. And no one was behind it.
And 10 years ago yesterday my Aunt Nellie died.
And yesterday I was in her room, reading her old poetry.
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