Okay, so if you finished that sentence in your head, it’s not true, you haven’t seen them all, but I couldn’t think of a better title. Around this time, I also started noticing a ghost in the house. It was mostly just him doing small but nice things, like when I walked toward my door,… Continue reading You’ve seen one spirit…
I’ve been dreading writing this one. Please try not to be too judgmental. So in this school we didn’t have lockers, just cubby-holes hidden behind curtains in out homeroom classroom. One night at home I was laying on my back in bed, and I saw the face of Jesus looking at me from above. I… Continue reading Oh, god, it’s the face of God
Report cards, and testing time. I know I scored well; in the sixth grade I scored in an eighth grade education level, with ninth grade reading. I know I have mentioned it before, and I will again, it has become an integral part of me: I am not that smart. Common sense, barely. Street smarts,… Continue reading Looking down my nose
Back to school. Ugh. For lunch one day I had a sandwich that was crunchy, so I was thinking bacon? But it tasted weird, and Helen can cook/make stuff taste good. I think I tried to make myself eat it, but couldn’t, and threw it in the trash. I found out later that someone had… Continue reading If I grow whiskers
Ah, the good old days…. music was everywhere, MTv actually played videos, and the battlecry of insomniac comedy lovers was “I want my Al tv!” And yet here I am, a depressed and lonely teenager – yay. Songs that spoke to me made me cry – “does anyone love anybody?”, “wouldn’t it be good if… Continue reading If you’re Goth and you don’t know it…clap your hands??
All the road trips have kind of meshed together now, so I can’t tell you how many there were, or if it was all one *really* long ride. I remember visiting my dead’s mom (great-great grandma). She had a mulberry tree in her yard, and we would eat all we could reach. She had a… Continue reading Road trips, sulfur, and monkey’s blood
There was a boy at school, Dirk. He was mid-popular, and decent looking, and somehow he ended up at my house. I am sure we were supposed to be studying or something. I think my parents were out, but my brother was home? At any rate, at some point we decided to try and have… Continue reading Can I hide my face from embarrassment??