Ghost

I woke up really upset and I usually see clear ripples, but this time it was a big black ripple that went past my legs, and a few other things.

Heard a Voice

I think it was a little voice of Karen Carpenter, by the garage door.  I was laying on my sofa.

Ghosts

I had some chocolate from my brother with fruit and nuts, dark, and in the shower I saw 2 swirling little black things, also saw a ghost leave like this up north.

Like My Mother

I was listening to me sing, and it felt like a series of noises and it didn't damage my hearing.

More

I heard rapping from a place in the ceiling in a corner of machines in the garage, it seemed a bit louder|apparent.  This was before, when I woke up before already and didn't say so.

Muusik Muuusik

Because of my sensitive hearing, I thought I heard low rapid knocks while I lay on my couch, like they were magic.  If you really loved doing music seriously, it is probably possible that this could happen to you.

Supernatural Activity or High Technology

I was walking home and felt a solid object fall down my back.  I don't know if it went down my shirt or disappeaered.  I was thinking of Karen Carpenter.

Problem

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Message From Karen

I was singing "Wouldn't It Be Lovely" and at the end something, a sound, popped out in me.  It was louder, too.  It was like a little sack of string wrapped around something.

Suffering Schedule

I keep hearing these strange creaking noises above behind me, sounds like a person partially dead from Florida like when I didn't live in Orlando, sorta like they were suffering like me in schedule and just died.

Ghosts in the Corridor..

I was in the hall, went to the bathroom sometimes every 20 minutes or 15 minutes.  I heard these haunting noises like human ghosts howling, so I was like I hope that's not where the sound of ghosts came and writing this just realized more tactually that that's "how" it actually happened, lazy people..  x(

Twitter Post

I looked up Key West ghost tours Twitter then accidentally the 'Key West' and 'ghost tours' and not Twitter because I was tired of following instructions and being nice.  }:[

Robert the Doll - KW

An Aura of Foreboding

At the Key West ghost tour, I already sensed the agony at the motel.

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Thoughts

I think there's like a smudge or scratch in my glass I saw before.

So, I'm not gonna act like me getting uppity is a mistake "because I'm not white" BECAUSE I AM MORE WHITER THAN YOU.

Why is it really just okay if you say something bad if it's to flip off another idea?  LOOK I DON'T CARE.

Okay, I was in bed.  I need to make like a long scarf and attack a stuffed animal at the end.  Oh ...  So, I was in bed and trying to feel and had to connect myself to experiences and secret messages, and they were plentiful with stops, too.  I went to bed, and I must have had an okay sleep.  I woke up about 14 hours later (went to bed after I went home and changed and went to the bathroom of course) and my dad was home eating his lunch.  I felt bothered, maybe should not have.  I broke down because I couldn't feel like before, and it rather upsets me when bozos do this or whatever.  So, I looked really pretty
hen I woke up.  I took a picture and recorded myself singing a theater song before.  Anyway, so, I went to bed finally, a bit more easily and had a bad dream of a fat woman, supposedly Ginny Kopf, not realizing all the while she's much fatter, like my therapist, a small|part Italian I know from Miami, supposedly, rather plain.  (Sounds suspicious for Orlando.)  I don't know why, but I got a therapist after I started cursing on my blog, probably would get 1 anyway I just realized, which doesn't really tell me anything.  I mean, I still got 1, and the experience, while good, seemed to have a negative effect, though I still actually want to see her if I'm not too tired.  I mean, if my classes aren't dropped I can still sleep all day since weight training is cancelled.  Not sure if weight training at that time was a good idea, but it's in the morning.  I was gonna do homework all day but realized I'm sick.  I only have classes twice a week.  So, yea, I kept trying to literally ending up fantasizing that this fat woman with supposedly California heritage like with Helena Bonham Carter's dad being English affecting me while I was imagining that she wanted to carry me for some reason, in ways to be nice but never really "doing it."  It was sorta tacky.  Anyway, so I found my brother was home somehow eventually, sorta a dark scene like a TV and microwave, small, neat maybe Orlando-style house.  He was watching TV, maybe getting secret popcorn, maybe actually had video games rather than PC games.  So, I crept to a back porch, which I guess ... oh, there was a like ridge but no fence like "our old house" had.  I saw from before too a house with a dark blue wall and a TV and a kinda like Chinese-hyped up boy in it I couldn't see, probably thinking or like saying "you'll be sorry."  So, then I heard something about "feet" but just got the message, didn't hear anything.  I saw above me a spectre, a large white bird with maybe yellow tips and a yellow crest!  I wanted it to come and it came in sync.  I held it.  At college, I was the only 1 who picked up the chinchilla, and the leash choked it as I brought it to me.  "I choked the chinchilla."  So, like it's claws were a great stress and it's beak could also stressfully snap me.  Somehow, I guess it turned into a porch and I locked it out and didn't realize what it was but was like stapling a tent opening together so it wouldn't escape.  My mom got a little bird cage, it it was depressingly small and it about squeezed out.  We tried to pour it into the dog cage, but it seemed it would get out.  I think the lady came back, and then I felt stimulated like what California supposedly does and I supposedly don't.  So, I woke up looking like a nigger with a tight face but round eyes.  I blame my dad.  I said I was so upset.  Yesterday, I got upset when the weight class didn't start until February, thought my parents did it.  Guess it's a Valencia precaution but you know not really.  That's what bothers me.  So, I pretty much let out and felt ill toward my dad.  I was uppity with the people I spoke with.  I attacked a black, fat lady for lying to me.  I said okay to the dean for the rules she spouted but asked for proof.  Also, my mom didn't text me back about the classes, so I don't know what she did.  I forgot to tell her I'm not allowed to stay in the classes I don't pay for.  So, if I stay, I won't be in Voice for the Actor.  Also, I counted recently and came to the realization it'd be an issue that I'd be exactly ½ the teacher's age as the semester ends.  Didn't bother counting and don't know her birth year but that unless she graduated early it's 1958.  Also, I don't care what my dad thinks about his mom, that he has to punish me "for being a nigger" like thems.  There's nothing wrong with being assertive and mad when someone attacks you.  What if they didn't?  Well, er, then no one could be mad like them.  That's that.  And, no, I'm not a nigger to say that means I think that what I do in relation to my mom doesn't matter because other people think I don't matter and that I shouldn't think I do.  That's just bs of them saying maybe if something is harmful it's strict.  I said that before I think that means|= mental disease.  So, yes, the er dream was really bad and long.  I was relieved to wake up and find that it wasn't Ginny Kopf but in a way it seems like the people we've been with matter.  Oh, also, my dad called my mom a nigger but not literally because of the STUPID "baby jew" thing, what an idiot, what a worthless piece of shit.  He's just a stupid pos.  He's just going for "the most."  Why is he even talking to me?  He must be stupid.  I don't have to have anything to do with his fat kind of ***.  Hey, look, I got mad, again, and it's also something I just addressed.  It's not the best idea, but I don't believe curse words are bad.  SO GO TO HELL NIGGA.  ':0  I don't try to offend people, but some people are just offensive creatures.  That doesn't really need to pertain to "any solid thing" I just did because I'm not from California.  I just realized L.A. is tacky.  I don't like N.Y.C.  It's just niggers.  I just realized that people think that ... wait I got another insulting message about someone I care about.  YOU DON'T MATTER.  YOU'RE A MISTAKE.  I realized I know that people calculate the wrong things and assume I'm wrong.  I realized people think I don't matter, though I know in the end they think so.  They think that I'm just not good enough.  I think they're wrong, and I don't believe in pretending.  That idea had some punch but time to eat nigger.  Oh and I guess I just got mad about protecting someone.  Um, I was mad because it's not funny.  It seems everyone matters.  Don't worry, I still care.  About your logic.  But I don't like the negative idea!  WTF IS YOUR PROBLEM YOU NIGGER.  You're the 1 who thinks cursing is exciting.  I also realized that Nell Burton has to have the fantasies of Nell Burton, but I don't agree because Tim Burton said it and he doesn't have to and he's a nigger to me already.  :p  Because he's torturing his daughter.

Aw

I just saw a yellow wisp like a surreal ghost, which I've seen, leave the right side of my body on the top.

The people in Orlando are shit.  They messed with me.  The other side.  That side is my girls side.  Hm, it feels like a bed with a ghost.  I feel a pillow.  Someone is punching it with round, white fists..

The Ghost

It was kinda wispy, like rippled.  I just got a hair straightener.  There was 1 with light pink and 1 with a darker pink.  They were thin and cheap.  I am saving our money.  My dad only gives me $20 at a time, now, and my mom doesn't give me $100 a month.  They stopped when I bought like a bunch of ballet videos cause I had none, you know maybe 3 and some books etc., supplies maybe.  I was totally like feeling so bad, and it wasn't a mental disorder|etc.  Like insane..  Maybe I just felt bad about doing bad in school, but over the summer I mean it was possible.  I guess it was that I was incapable of lectures and reading history, which is longer than what you read in high school or what I read in honors non-"advanced placement," not sure about other classes, probably the same there.

Aw

I just saw a yellow wisp like a surreal ghost, which I've seen, leave the right side of my body on the top.

The people in Orlando are shit.  They messed with me.  The other side.  That side is my girls side.  Hm, it feels like a bed with a ghost.  I feel a pillow.  Someone is punching it with round, white fists..

Ghost

I came home and lie on my sofa and for some reason saw something so other-worldly, like minute, like it wasn't even real, things I've thought I've seen, that just was there, kinda like the other-worldly noises, a line of like a whisp of air, like of the weather like it had sucked out of me and traveled, like after some disturbing thought to do with Ellen DeGeneres torturing me.

And that's not how you spell wisp...