InsaneJournal

Ok. If someone wants to turn off this horror movie ride that would be great. Had a lovely dream about a fifteen year old version of myself seeing a boy who wasn't there, hearing creepy noises in the high school auditorium, deciding to dye my hair in the school bathroom (seriously, kid?), and finally being confronted by yet another freaky burn victim who chased me through the school.

And apparently when you claim you're seeing people that don't exist people tend to side eye you. So, no one should be surprised that after a brief stint in the hospital I've been shipped off to a group home for "disturbed teens".

And top to it all off I heard whispers earlier. Great.