“welcome” said the old woman, as she opened the door. A soft and mysterious smile played on her face and the twinkle in the old woman’s eye gave Katie the eerie feeling that the woman had been expecting her. After a long silence the woman’s face turned suddenly to business. “follow me.” She said sharply. Trailing the e woman into her house Katie glance at the windows. The glassless pains were boarded up sloppily letting streams of light fill the room as bars would in a jail. A jail that’s a good comparison to how she was feeling today, she was in jail and she wanted to be set free.
The weekend from the point of view of a oatmeal cookie
- Stay home friday night; watch various movies in cluding the donnie darko directors cut, Dodge ball, a clockwork orange, alie in wonderland, and that movie jaosn gave me at school. Eat.
- Browse mindsay for two hours (unlesss otherwise invited to the mall)
- Softball tryouts (yay! organized sports....)
- Musical Practice
- Wendys?!?!?gah if i go that will be the height of my weekend, which is really, really, sad
- Church
- movie? (call me)
- youth
- choir
- home work
