It's the little thingsHonestly i like odd things that make me smile.More Like This
Typos, random strangers waving, kilts, the word loaf.
I like Cantelope too...
Just not as a shirt color.
no this doesn't have to make sense, life is just that way.
The Diary of Jane First meetings.More Like This
I ran out of my house in a rush, tossing the mail carelessly aside, and giving myself a paper cut that I didn't even notice.
I had forgotten to get more milk, and my roommates would be ticked. I jumped down the last few stairs and started my normal route through the park, since it was faster then going any other way.
It was sunset, and I should have taken a cab, but I could handle walking back. It took about half an hour, but I got the milk and was on my way back.
There weren't many people left on the streets, just a man with a blue sweater waiting for the bus, an old woman with her little dog, a girl in a hat and shawl who was a little skinny, and a few skateboarders.
One of the skatboarders pulled up beside me.
"yo! Hey Jane! What's the rush?" the familiar voice of my family friend Carter asked. He had blonde hair and was tan with amber eyes. He skated along beside me as I walked
The Diary of Jane ch. 2 DREAMSMore Like This
It was wet. I opened my eyes, and jumped back quickly.
I heard a gasp and a thunk. I smacked my head against the wall.
I sighed. I was in the shower. I laughed.
"I must have dozed off." I said to myself. How ridiculous I looked laughing there. I paused my laughing and my eyes closed again. My eyes widened. I was seeing myself, I was standing outside the shower. I looked down. There was nothing beneath me. My arms went out in front of me, reaching for something to hold onto, as I fell backwards, head first. I looked down, I was falling, but not going any where. I flailed my arms, finally hitting something, it hurt. I looked at my arm, there was a nail going through it, and I was bleeding. But I didn't scream. I was dreaming right. It was just a dream.
I shielded my eyes from the light with my arm as I a