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Joshua's Life
2004-03-03 02:13:51 (UTC)

Dream of Jayme

It was night time, dark as could be. And raining with only
the light from a street pole to make the car i was standing
next to visible. out of the darkness, Jayme comes out,
pulling me around to face her. she yelled at me about her
boyfriend and then with her nail kit knife, she slit my
throat. I could feel it until right before my adams apple,
i woke up.
my sister and i have never really gotten along. when we
were kids she physically abused me badly. at the time i
figured it was just that siblng rivalry bullshit, but as i
grew wiser, i began to realize, this isnt right. since my
mother favored her precious girl and first child, she was
allowed to continue. Even thoguh i told my mother of
some "bullshit" stories, as my mother would say, she didnt
believe it.
Yea, of course we did have our goodtimes though. i remember
living in th Georgetown
I stoppped here for some reason. I dont know why and i cant
finish it because i dont know what i was writing. i guess
this just shows the reason i dont change anything in this.
differ times, have differ thoughts.




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