Thursday, October 25, 2012
Ellen's Nose Etc.
Ellen had a pimple like a witch. I wrote a story about a girl whose mom was a witch, but it wasn't a big part of the story, which was very short.
Dissect Me
I feel funny. My head is tight yet hollow and falling apart, hard on the outside yet not firm. I blame Helena Bonham Carter. I got a feeling from her and lost the firmness in my head. What a self-righteous being.
Spinach
I'm feeling upset because my parents invited me to have their vegetables. I could have had the broccoli, instead.
My life is really lame.
Thanks to the reverberations of Kate Bush and Ellen DeGeneres, feeling antsy I thought someone wanted me to call them the n word.
I don't remember if it was Ellen DeGeneres echoing the likes of Kate Bush, for some reason. I think so.
I don't remember if it was Ellen DeGeneres echoing the likes of Kate Bush, for some reason. I think so.
Story
There was a woman named Ellen with 2 kids. The kids didn't know if they were her real kids, but the younger one was probably. The younger one was 13 1|2. She had small hips and was still short. The older one was named Christina, and she was big and already 26. Some of her friends were courting boys and playing in the frosty snow outside. They all gathered around in a warm room with a fireside and sang songs and ate good food. The young girl, who had always been with her mother, was laying in her bed, with dreams of Christmas.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Carnival
Once, there was a girl named Drew who was 11. She had some friends. One was Chloe, age 8, another was Lisa age 12, another was Joni age 17, and then she hung out with a bunch of ladies, many who did not have families of their own nor were married nor engaged. She played with her friend Chloe a lot. Joni helped her with a lot of things. There were a lot of paranormal occurrences. Still, they were going to a festival. Drew went with a bunch of girls her age. Other people came, as well, and there were so many strangers there. People went insane in the tunnel of love, screaming. Chloe came out with her face white and said, "Oh my God!" Then, there was the ferris wheel, which was attacked by a ghost murderer and left one cart at the top squeaking dripping blood in the cold night. Drew couldn't stand it but knew there were many deaths in the world. The festival continued, for some reason. People, police, were wary for the ghost. There was the boat ride that swung back and forth. Drew went on it and sat at the end and had a blast. Everyone else moaned. Then, there was the hayride. Drew went on it with Chloe and Joni. They stopped and picked berries and then went back. There was a lady there named Ellen who was 50. She thought there would be no interesting ride. She went on a demented ride about toys and chopping people's heads off and rode through a torture chamber of wax figures, while most people screamed and covered their eyes. Then, a bunch of spooky things popped out, as they rid along. There were some sharp but not long drops that were pretty swift but not straight down. Then, there was happy, sappy music, and even a death on the ride. Meanwhile, Drew was on the kayaks in the lake, which was large and dark by now. She made it through alright alone, following the caravan. It wasn't the best carnival that existed, but it was interesting.
Christmas Classic
Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Lisa, and she was 8 years old and just getting into boys more in real life. She had a boyfriend named Tom. She still flirted with other boys named Greg and Mark and Drew.
The year was 1940. She lived in the Midwest. She was bringing in logs to the fire, when her mother told her to get ready quickly, danger was lurking about.
She was left behind, in the snow, and met a man named Charlie who ran a train. She rid in it.
She stepped outside, and the train left. In the mist, she saw a ghost coming toward her named Ellen. She stopped over and picked her up. When she woke up, she was in a cottage full of people. She was the youngest, except for a baby. A lady named Isabelle took her upstairs and she found some girls to play with. Night fell, and she wondered how she would get out. She climbed out of a window. She walked awhile and ran into Ellen. She was no longer a ghost. Ellen was gay and didn't have a boyfriend. She started running, and Ellen chased her and grabbed her. She cried in the air, but she became Ellen's adopted daughter. She felt like a baby. So, she went back, and Ellen left her alone. She wandered about a ghost town, which was interesting. She found an old amusement park. She walked through it and saw something she had not seen before. She saw a dog with glowing red eyes pulling chains, warning her to go home. Lisa didn't listen. She ran away from Ellen, but Ellen found her. This time, however, she found Tom, and Tom and her ran away.
The year was 1940. She lived in the Midwest. She was bringing in logs to the fire, when her mother told her to get ready quickly, danger was lurking about.
She was left behind, in the snow, and met a man named Charlie who ran a train. She rid in it.
She stepped outside, and the train left. In the mist, she saw a ghost coming toward her named Ellen. She stopped over and picked her up. When she woke up, she was in a cottage full of people. She was the youngest, except for a baby. A lady named Isabelle took her upstairs and she found some girls to play with. Night fell, and she wondered how she would get out. She climbed out of a window. She walked awhile and ran into Ellen. She was no longer a ghost. Ellen was gay and didn't have a boyfriend. She started running, and Ellen chased her and grabbed her. She cried in the air, but she became Ellen's adopted daughter. She felt like a baby. So, she went back, and Ellen left her alone. She wandered about a ghost town, which was interesting. She found an old amusement park. She walked through it and saw something she had not seen before. She saw a dog with glowing red eyes pulling chains, warning her to go home. Lisa didn't listen. She ran away from Ellen, but Ellen found her. This time, however, she found Tom, and Tom and her ran away.
Conspiracy
What are you gonna do when people realize you've been mean to them and that the people you were mean to didn't mean any harm?
Dream
I don't remember most of it. There was one part where I was in a car with someone, not Ellen DeGeneres, and she kissed me wet on the lips and it felt so good and I guess I thought of her putting her arms around me. This was the end of the dream. It sorta faded out in bits.
Also, last night, when I got in bed, I saw quite physically the figure from Scream running in front of me and some other things.
Also, last night, when I got in bed, I saw quite physically the figure from Scream running in front of me and some other things.
Manners
I don't accept people being impolite and rude because of the n word thing nor anything that happned before, such as me flunking out of college or being cranky|weird in something I did at home.
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