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    dots Submission Name: Nonsense!dots

    Author: Kaichou
    Elite Ratio:    3.36 - 1/2/2
    Words: 863
    Class/Type: Random Thoughts/Misc
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       All I ever wanted was a Christmas like the one years before, where my mother and father laughed together while I danced around the Christmas tree.

    This year I got a quiet one.
    My brother's outside, my dad's in his office, my mom's in the kitchen with her Korean drama.

    I'm cold. My hands are cold.

    Did you read through the whole thing?
    I wonder if you did.
    Did it make you feel bored?
    Did it make you feel sad?
    Did it make you feel disappointed?
    Oh please do tell me.


    P.S. There is a quote in there from the awesome song Imitation Black. :]

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    I'm tired. I want to go home, Mommy. Take me home and make me macaroni and cheese!

    I'm tired. I want to go home, Mom. Take me home and make me pizza from the freezer please.

    I'm tired. I want to go home, Mom. Take me home and don't talk to me.

    I'm tired. I want to go home, Mother. Won't you bring me to heaven with you?

    Where's my old storybook? I should jump into it and dance with Mr. Black Rabbit. I should have some tea with that earthworm over there, squirming around in the wet puddle.

    Chocolate sounds really good right now. Too bad the cat scarfed down all the Hershey bars. And the Reese's Cups are all down the drain.

    Ney. Hey. Bey. Dey. Fey. I'm going insane. Am I? Am I not? Am I? Am I not? Am I? Am I not?
    Haha, I don't know.

    I feel sad. I listen to my friends speak of their crushes. I'm so happy for them, but what about me? I wished for a happily ever after, but instead I got a broken heart served on fine china.

    "Someday we can be together. With that belief I let go of my hand."
    -Imitation Black

    Sometimes I want to grow up and be able to drink, drive a car, live in a my own place.
    Sometimes I want to go back to the time where I could wet my pants and my parents would laugh and help me clean up.

    My parents are becoming busy now. Busy with their bickering. Won't they ever stop? I want to come out from the closet now. Please?

    Banana, grape, eggplant. Food is a necessity. Of course it is. That is if you want to live!
    Maybe you don't want to live. Fine, then don't eat.
    I wasn't going to share my cake with you anyways.

    Do you like me? Am I amusing? I think so too!

    I'm tired. Take me home Mommy.

    What would happen if I give up?
    My teacher once said, "Why can't you give up? Because you simply can't."
    It confuses me.

    I don't like being confused. I'm tired.. on this Christmas Day. Nothing's happened yet.
    My little brother's playing outside. I suppose it's better that way. I don't think anyone likes me. I try to be me, I try to be nice, but yet I'm still easily forgotten. Life is cruel.

    The world is a blur. Where are my glasses? Oh dear, I remember now. The ghost chewed it up.
    Wait, there isn't a ghost in my house. I don't think.

    I want to be able to laugh and not get laughed at for laughing.
    I want to dream in a dream of a dream.
    I want to love and be loved.
    Isn't that natural?

    I'm only a human.
    I make mistakes, so stop yelling at me.
    I feel empty.
    I want to stand on my head.
    But I don't know how to.
    Boo hoo.
    Even if I cry, no one's going to wipe my tears for me anymore.

    Look it's a yellow bear!
    I wonder if it wants an apple.
    "Little bear, do you want an apple?"
    "No thank you, my dear. I would rather prefer a dragon fruit."
    "Oh.. I don't have dragon fruit.. so how about this sap I collected from a tree?"
    "Oh, but I would prefer honey over that, my dear."
    "Little bear, do you like balloons?"
    "Yes, I do rather like balloons."
    "I had an orange one the other day, but now I can't find it!"
    "You poor thing! Why don't I help you?"
    "Yay! Searching for things with a friend is fun! Let's go!"

    I'm a lazy person. Very lazy. I've been sitting in this chair for hours now I think. I don't remember. I don't like checking the time anyways.

    Am I smart?
    Am I funny?
    Am I nice?
    Am I red?
    Do I have tan skin?
    Am I beautiful?

    We should go down to the beach one of these days. It would be fun. I like seashells. Seashells are wonderful things.

    Am I crazy?
    I wish I was.
    But if I wish it, it won't be true!
    Oh dear, scratch that out please!

    Dear reader, what do you think of me?
    I wonder if you're thinking 'I just wasted.... ten or whatever minutes of my life reading this crap."
    That's okay!
    Because I liked writing this.
    I feel happy after writing all that.
    That's what's important right?
    Being happy.
    You know.. lately I've been feeling a little empty.
    So writing this was a good thing.
    Are you thinking 'Well, bye!' and not going to finish reading this?
    Well, if you read the whole thing, congratulations! You just won... an imaginary golf ball!
    My daddy likes golfing.
    He likes going to the driving range in the mornings when the sunshine is still weak.

    Ah, I'm tired.
    Good bye, reader.

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      I liked this. Good for you. You're exactly right. Who am I to judge your writing? If this is your therapy, as it is mine so I understand, then no one should criticize you. I liked the way it was written. Craziness. I get it. My mind moves like that sometimes. It's strange to me, but it's not my mind. Its yours. I hope you keep writing. Especially if it makes you happy. Everyone deserves to be happy.
    | Posted on 2009-12-29 00:00:00 | by narcolepsy | [ Reply to This ]

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