emember when we where on oovoo and I showed you the demon lady video and we looked onto her eyes )) where cursed ahhhh teehee...I miss you JONNA
Journal Entry One Have you ever felt something someone else doesn't? I'm not talking about a petty crush. This is more like how people feel about spiders. Most people take these bee killing things for granted, a few dislike them, and almost no no one notices the beauty. This is how how I think my family views our new home. In my mom's eyes the over grown lawn, moss covered stairs, and, fat, water-logged walls are a wonderful beauty. My sister, Adree, is happy to just float along. Not willing enough to volunteer but not resistant enough to refuse to help with anything. And I guess that leaves me, I hate the house. I can feel the horror seeping out of the walls. It even reeks of the past disappearances, I'm saying I even remotely believe in the grisly stories of a killer on the woods or insane hobos and fathers. But clearly there is something here, something that's been here for the full twenty-five years the house sat empty. The woods... simply keeps me here. It's nothing like the trees lining the path in Central Park or the nature reserves I camped in with the boy scouts. These trees weren't carefully selected to be planted and kept. They are here out of will to live and man's love of fruit and nuts. In the middle of the woods is a creek, a jagged line cutting my new world in half. Over looking the edge of the world is a mansion, I don't think the snippy couple will take to kindly to me crossing the bridge. Josef
And I don't wanna miss a thing 'Cause even when I dream of you The sweetest dream will never do Aerosmith lyrics