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Thursday, September 28, 2006

okay. last night was the scariest.


it was all so strange, 10+ when i brought little jacky down for a walk.
the sky was glowing red, like a lake of blood. no moon. no stars.
the wind was ghostly and chilly.
then i realised how empty the park/garden was. no other dog walkers, no regular china men, no kids playing on the playground.
the patches of grass were unkempt and uncannily unfamiliar, overgrown with long tickly weeds.
as i walked solitarily on the track, letting my thoughts stray, jacky spooked me by bolting towards the playground.
i looked and spotted a black cat crouching under one of the playground platforms, staring at me with chrome yellow irises, and no significant pupils. omg. it was freaky.
plus, the unusual haze was not helping at all.
and for once, i rubbed my eyes, wondering if my eyesight had finally begun to fail me after being perfect for 14 yrs, 9 months, and 7 days.
and worst of all, when i was leaving this bizzareness, i saw a roach. now since when did my estate have roaches? i walked and glanced down just in time to avoid a CRUSHED SNAIL. zzzzzzomg.
disgusting faggots. i'm hating snails.


and that was the end of my very scary night.

she's not here @

4:32 PM