Archive for September, 2011


From the library

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I blanked out the stuff that isn’t important.

You can see why this might bother me. Did I make it all up? Did she make it all up? Is it in both of our heads, or just mine? Were they real?

WERE THEY REAL?

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New phone

Well, I have a phone now, but it’s not my old one. My new parents got me a new phone. It’s nicer than the old one, I think. They didn’t say, but maybe I hurt the old one when I was blacked out. I don’t remember. That might be why they didn’t give it back to me when I woke up–because it was broken, not because they didn’t trust me. It’s a nicer interpretation, anyway. I feel a little less crazy for it.

Then again, maybe they have the GPS activated in this one so they can keep track of me. They did tell me to keep it with me at all times.

It’s a nice phone, though. Nice camera. I’ve been taking pictures of Baxter all evening, not that I’ll post any of them here.

I’ll show you that thing I was talking about soon. After school tomorrow, probably.

home

I’m back. I was gone for awhile. Hospital again. They said I had a fit. I don’t really remember it.

I found something at the library. When they let me have my phone back I’ll take a picture and post it.

I’m guessing it was what caused my fit. I sort of remember leaving the library, but I don’t remember driving home (borrowed foster mom’s car). That’s not really a good thing. Maybe Adele helped me, I don’t know.

Like I said, I’ll show you. It’s proof of something but I don’t know what.