This is the first page out of my Music notebook. Written about a year ago. 2011.

I awoke from a deep sleep suddenly to find a pile of sweat drenched all over me. i knew right then to turn lights on were ever there was darkness, because everyone knows that the monsters come out in the shadows and in the black holes of rooms. They feed off it like wild animals, well i guess they are much like wild animals, preying on the weak and the helpless. Much like myself.

Some of us truly cant help being so defenceless. All i wanted to do was go back to sleep, really. I haven’t slept in over ten days and its starting to take a toll. I just fell asleep two minutes ago while guarding the temple in the corner of my small, cube room.

Out of no where, a shadow moved and a treacherous creature stepped out…I’m dead. he pulled out a knife and stabbed me ten times in the heart…i died right in front of my children that were hiding in the closet.

That’s my story in one piece. I guess that’s how i came to be. Does it appeal oh magical Ace?

He looked of and spoke in a loud menacing tone.

“Your story has taken some of my pureness away from my soul! You may rest now for eternity!”

I was pleased knowing i had done what my human self had been trying to accomplish. So, i found a bed fit for a queen and laid down amongst the many other souls put to rest.

It was time for sleep.

Close your eyes. Picture yourself where you love to be the most. Imagine what it smells like. What it feels like. Why do you like this place?

My name is Scarlette, I have 15 years, my mother is in my life and so is my father. I have two sisters, one brother, a cat named Susie, a dog named Blue, and a baby corn snake named Missy. My elder brother and sister live together on a wondrous beach. I live with my younger sister, mother, and father. And all of the animals.

Where I live, does not matter.

What my last name is, does not matter.

What I have to say, may matter one day.

People such as, My High School school teachers, Close friends and Family say that I am at much difference than the ones around me. This can be much of a hard quality for me at times, considering that i can not seem to find someone that I can connect with.

I believe that threw this blog, that i can record and preserve myself as a person and one day look back at this.

So this is the very first. The beggining to the count down of my end.

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