new additions

thought i would combine a previous journal i had with this blog. if you're interested in reading some stuff ive written through the past year, go ahead. it's all below...

:) hey life is good. okay God is better.

infringing copyrights?

the following story is my 15 year old sister caitlin's gruesome account of what began as a seemingly uneventful halloween evening... i thought it was really well written! if you want to comment, ill be the one over in that corner rocking back and forth...

All it was, was a ride in my sister's car. thats all it took to look past what seemed to be doom's lair & a handful of candy and realize; hey that might be fun! but we didnt know what was coming when lauren and i crawled out of the vehicle, down the path and landed on the front stoop of death. this halloween was unlike any other. my first year not going trick or treating! or even dressing up! the horror of the thought made me shudder, that we could have ended the night by watching a nice light movie-perhaps Tarzan- and yet be safe in my home. why did we have to pick this place? though it was all too late! i seized my beloved sister's grasp- at least that would be the only warmth and happy feeling i would ever behold after entering wht seemed to be a tent full of hideous memories and concealed futures. we took the first steps- okay so far...but now what? would a horrid creature jump out and kill us both?! no. we had to remain calm and gather up all the sence we mercily had left behind on the road somewhere. weaving through silver-tinted passageways, creeping through dark green mist. i longed for the moment when we would be free of this wretched place and back on the normal, rustic earth of our birth. at one maze-end we found what looked like a gray whethered rock- but it occured to us that this was no rock! 'i dare you to touch it...' i breathed trying to gain some humour and push aside what evil spells might cast upon us at the very moment. it was most certainly not a rock. it was a mummy. lying there so absurdly and disgustingly it made me cringe,and i turned and bid lauren to run from that haunted corner. i was getting so tired...when would this ordeal be over? but it was only the beginning. after another frustrating dead end, we managed toget to a wooden bridge. as we lifted our feet and slid them back down on the sliver-filled bark, we couldnt help feeling we were being watched. the mist so thick now, we could barely see the gravestones we passed by - lead only by our imaginations and walls keeping us in- forever trapped. my mind raced with all the messages written on the wall; of dieing and revenge- and finally- of rona lumber plastic wrap walls!!! lauren couldnt bear it any longer! she fled, surging my hand to glide swiftly past and through the rest. a scream...coming from my own lips-my eyes twitching as i watched the infamous fog devour me up, losing grip on my loved-one's hand, falling into a black hole where i knew i could do no more for it had been done! my life was put to an unmerciless en ----- blank. lauren shook me awake on the wet grass outside of the cheap halloween tent. i quivered and she pulled me up. everyone staring right through us as if we weren't there...as if...no! i told myself it couldn't be true. i could hear the wind and smell the sweet scent of autumn...tasting the car exhaust as we billowed through the reckless crowd of ghosts. we went to my place...met up with my sisters boyfriend and his younger brother who were waiting outside to get in...i turned the key and thanked my soul for not losing hope...for it had finally ended...and i was home -- drinking a smoothie and pecking out of the halloween goodie-filled basket -- and watching Tarzan.
-Caitlin