The Monster

So, I found this random "Dream Journal" thing under my bed, that just asked you a bunch of random questions and had pictures on some of the pages... and there are some things that I just had to share. This next one because it totally made me "LOL inside!" (I think I was in seventh grade)

"'Experiment. Does something or someone live under your bed or in your closet? Eeek! Don't be scared. Close your eyes and imagine a creepy, crawly monster. Now write down everything. Remember that it's your imagination, and you can easily change and ogre from frightening to friendly. Switch fangs to pearly whites! In dreams, you can even befriend your beast...'

My monster has dark penetrating eyes and pointy hair that always stands on end. His fingers clench in and out of frightening fists. He wears a brown leather belt, but somehow his pants weigh down, or else he abuses the privilege of the belt, and his blue-checker boxers play peekaboo with the television viewers. But what is that, far off in the distance? Is it a bird? Is it a plane? Is it superman? No! It is *da da da daaa!* (hero music!) Peter Pan! He lands right on him, knocking the basketball right out of ZAC EFRON'S hands! Peter quickly and quietly pops the ball and flies away, shattering the Monster's hopes of giving children everywhere frightened expressions when they hear 6 little words, "Get your head in the game." SO, Peter wins! With the hottest expression on his face! He flies into the distance, blowing me a kiss before disappearing past the horizon. **Sigh**.

Ha ha, just kidding (kinda)"

X D X D X D Holy crap, my sevvie self... Back when I still signed everything "Twix", and called all my friends their nicknames when I wrote about them: Oreo/Kit-Kat, Hershey, Snickers... Those were the days. : )

And something I wrote in here in second grade:

"The trumbone is lovely
Why did I say that!?"

Ha ha Sometimes you just gotta love your young (more) idiotic side. : )