Monday, October 17, 2011

late post :(

Writing Territories
Fears- My basement
Annoyances- The future
Accomplishments- Elementary school
Confusions- The world
Sorrows- Middle school
Dreams- Music
Idiosyncrasies- meditation
Risks- Not caring
Beloved Possessions, Now and Then- Pets
Problems- People

My basement
It is always a bad thing when being alone in your basement makes you feel like you're in a horror movie. I wouldn't go so far as to say that my basement is haunted, but some crazy stuff seems to happen there. For example, in one the rooms in my basement there is a computer and an older computer that hasn't been used in forever. One time, when I was down typing an assignment for school late at night (I used to have a tendency toward extreme procrastination) when all of a sudden the old computer, which to my knowledge hadn't been on for years started playing some quiet country song that I had never heard before. The saddest thing about this and other experiences that I've had in my basement is that I have no evidence apart from my word, just like any protagonist in a good horror movie...


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