April 2004
april 2
Jason is over at the house. It's first thing in the morning, still dark outside, and I look all blah but I'm talking to him anyway. My dad and brother are watching this movie in the living room, about this place that has these apples that move by themselves, and if you eat one you go crazy. Jason needed a pen and notebook so I go to my room to get one and think about writing a message in a page in the back (like, "You're cute" or something) but decide not to. He asks me the definition of the word clergy and I'm having a hard time explaining it, and I say "I would make a really good nun", thinking this might impress him, but realize he make take it the wrong way and say "Wait, no I wouldn't." Then he's visiting this store my family is running and I let him steal an eight week subscription to TV Guide. I'm a detective and my partner and I are questioning this suspect. I'm playing good cop and offering some cookies to the suspect. It changes and we're all just kind of playing parts, and I throw a plate at the suspect, and he throws a bunch of plates back at me. I run out into the backyard (at the Pittsburg house) and Bo is there, lying on the ground and relaxing. I'm suddenly panicked because I can't remember the last time I filled up his water bucket. It's mostly full and looks clean but I change the water in it anyway. When I go to put it back where it was, I have a hard time; I'd have to go through the mud but I don't want to get my shoes dirty. I'm back in this house and I go into my room to check my e-mail, and my computer has been unplugged. I have a really hard time with the plug but finally get it back into the socket. I'm checking what I know this a really old e-mail address and I find one from Leigh, some kind of personality test about what kind of bar you would run (what it's name would be, and all that). I also find a bunch from some online store that sold really cute soaps.
april 3
I'm on my old street and helping this blind guy back into his house, which is on the corner. We go inside and try to hide, because there is this really irritating little girl going to everyone's house, trying to get them to buy something. We wouldn't answer the door even though we knew she could see us and she kept yelling "I know you're in there!" Finally I go back out, and I'm talking to some of the people who are just hanging out. This really butch-looking lady invites me to a girls only party she's having, and I feel kind of bad because the only reason she's inviting me is that one of her friends asked me to go without telling her about it. I go into my house and realize I should've asked if there was anything I could bring. I don't know her phone number so I can't call, and I don't want to go over to her house after just talking to her, even though she only lives a few houses down. I'm in Mr. Bailey's class and he's drawing a bunch of strange figures on a chalkboard, and everyone has to copy them. This cute guy comes in late so I help him with the assignment. Mark is at my house and just leaving. I'm trying to get him to talk to me but he won't, really. I ask him about him not being friends with me anymore; I ask him if it's incidental to something else or if he's doing it on purpose. He says it's incidental.
april 4
My parents and I are in this really tall office building near our house, talking to a woman who works there and lives on our street. We'd had a pet horse that something bad happened to, and the woman describes someone she saw leaving our yard. My mom knows it's another neighbor of ours and wants to go talk to her. I tell her we should just call the police and have them deal with it. We're looking over at our house, and even though my blinds are definitely closed, you can still see a lot of my room. I'm crossing the street to go back to my house, and I have to wait for this truck full of kids (my age) to go by. They have a mattress they're going to dump. I ask them where they're going and one of the guys tells me. I say something dumb like, "Yeah, there's lots of stuff over there." This bitchy girl in the truck says "Oh, no, really?" I go to my grandparent's house, which is next door to ours, and it's also a hotel. The elevator is a strange one you have to adjust to your size. I go up to a room that my cousin and brother are playing video games in. My brother is trying to use the elevator to get down, and I show him how to push the walls back with his hands. The bitchy girl from the truck shows up and I get angry and start giving her all these examples of what a bully she is. Rose and I go to see a scary movie, and as part of this gimmick everybody takes in a fake knife. Rose brings the knives for the both of us, and one of them is real. This older guy sitting in front of us gets ahold of both of them, and I'm nervous because I know he's going to go crazy and kill people, probably us. By the time I'm getting the knives back he's already started to change and is putting up a fight. I get the real knife and stab him a few times but he doesn't die, and I run out of there as fast as I can.
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