*I had a whole different chapter planned for today but I'm freaking out so I am writing this.*
Okay so there is this road about 3 or 4 miles from my house and I like tocall it murder street cause I feel like it would be a place where you could hide a body and nobody would find it. Its got deep ditches and a big bridge. My dumb ass likes to walk down this road a lot. Which isn't a great thing cause I'm already a paranoid bitch. Anyways, my brothers were in town and they were walking with me. My oldest younger brother got a call from his girlfriend and my aunt came and picked both of my brothers up. I usually walk about 9 to 10 miles a day because it helps me think so I decided, like a dumb ass, to walk by myself. So I get about half a mile down this road and I slip and fall into the ditch. As I'm pulling myself up I see two, large black trash bags about 15 feet ahead of me. BUT because I'm not a basic white girl I decided that looking in the bag while I was by myself was the easiest way foreman to die and promptly left. I called my uncle and he is on his way. I'm pretty sure its not a body now, but when I panicked earlier and started writing this I wasn't as sure. That's it. I love you all! If I don't respond for a couple of days it means one of two things, I'm dead or I have been admitted into another mental hospital. See you all later! PEACE! 😁😘❤💙❤💙❤💙
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Things that have happened in my life
RandomThis book is just for fun, I'm writing it because these are memories I would rather not lose. If you would like to read this go ahead. If you don't, don't worry about it, you actually have probably saved me from the embarrassment that is my life.
