Thursday, May 10, 2012

journal 28

i walk down the corner of thunderhead. 
i walk straight into a police box. 
i stare. 
the door opens and a man walks out smiling. 
he has brown... (fluffy? poofy?) hair and intelligent blue eyes. 
he looks around talking in what seems to me as nerd. 
i stare still sitting on the ground. 
he looks at me and away. 
then he turns back and stares at me. 
"well what do we have here?" 
i stare and gulp. 
i quickly get up and run away. 
i get into my house and lock it. 
i slide down and breathe deep and steady breathes. 
what the hell was that?

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