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Wednesday, August 4th, 2004
12:27 am
My answering machine
"Hello, we are unable to answer the phone right now,
so please leave your name, number, message, and-"
Friday, June 18th, 2004
9:44 am
Smash Hits
I was driving my car down the highway. Goin smoothly and listening to my R&B music. I found myself driving behind a truck. It was carrying wooden planks. My dad always told me never to drive behind a truck. There was also another truck behine me. That was a weird position.

So I moved into the lane on my left. Just then the truck that was previously in front of me had some of the planks fly off and it hit the other truck in the front window. Okay so the truck on my right blind spot swerves and I'm freaking out. If I stop I'll be run over and surely i'd die. I can't speed up because my car couldn't go that fast at that moment of time, but I tried anyways. I tried swerving away and speeding up.

Withing 3 seconds, it felt like 3, the truck hits me from behind. It was a HARD hit and I'm pushed forward. I am still conscious, I just bruised a bit of my face. I'm still trying to swerve away from the truck. I see the driver is passed out in my rear view. But his truck sped up, I guess after hitting me his foot must've leaned more into the pedal.

I'm hit again, and my seatbelt snaps. I smash through my front window. My car turns to the right. I fall off my car near the last right lane, and my car falls into the grassy ditch. The truck keeps going for a bit, then smashes into the cement wall on the left dividing the highway.

I remember breathing harshly as I laid on the pavement. I felt the sun beaming on me. Heard some smashes and ambulance sounds.

Current Mood: okay
Wednesday, June 9th, 2004
12:22 am
Half Beaten Cat
I was walking down the sidewalk on my way to work. Some freakin guy in a van tried to run me over. I was getting late for work. It was a 5 minute walk from where I parked my car to my next job. Anyways, Some kids with hockey sticks were hitting something. I thought they were playing in one spot because the puck wouldn't move. Yet they weren't hitting the puck because the puck was 2 feet away from me, and they were 20 feet away from the puck.

It was a cat that was meowing. They were beating the cat. I didn't want to get involved because those punks were probably going to hit me with the sticks. Then the kids saw me, and I freaked, and started walking faster. Sadly, I couldn't get away fast enough because they had roller blades. They screamed when they came close to me, and lifted their sticks. Then *WOOSH* the half beaten cat flew out of the alley in a red and yellow cape. The logo on the cape said, "HBC" obviously standing for: Half Beaten Cat.

So the cat jumped on them and I wished i had a camera because i wanted to film it. Then a camera dropped out of someone's car who was passing by. so i filmed it. then the kids turned into mushrooms.

the cat looked at me and said, "why is it that bystanders only watch and never prevent a crime?" I looked at the cat as i filmed and i replied, "I'm allergic to cats."

Current Mood: crazy
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