I love these girls more than life itself. If it weren't for them, I would be dead. Last night, I had a dream that a dinosaur was attacking me from under the covers! I couldn't breath because I wanted to scream but I realized that I left my voicebox in the bathroom.

Here's the deal. Abi came in to steal one of my shirts, and she saw the dinosaur and kicked it in the shins.

So, the dinosaur left.

Crying.

Thanks Ab.

And speaking of Madeline, which I wasn't, but I just realized that she's way cool too. And I just wanted all of you to know that when she sings, I feel like dancing and I always have to join her. Because I like being the center of attention. I hope nobody is offended by this. It's just that, I'm a star, I was born this way.

Ooh la la ga ga.

Take that blogging world. You wish you knew me.

Actually, you wish you knew my sisters. Because they are cooler than me.

K. Bye.

An Uncompleted Jig-Saw Puzzle

Chapter 9

Why so inatimate?

August 23,

"Dear journal, I am an eclectic arrangement of emotions at the moment. You see journal, I went in to continue my seemingly average life at my very average job with the plainly average people I worked with. It seemed to be a fairly normal day, same morning hot chocolate, same "Hello Mate!" as I passed Pauly, the same answering my phone over and over and telling people very average advice. It was at the end of the day that I realized I was the office outcast. I walked out followed by my co-workers, as we got in the elevator and went down to the lobby, our conversations were very average. When we hit the lobby one of my favorite songs started playing, louder than normal I realized, much louder. Thats when I turned around to see my office having a flash mob! Without me! The nerve. I pulled my boss out of the dance and abruptly quit. I am tired of having this happen to me journal."

Dotting The Unimpressive "I"

Chapter 8

Carrying Yellow Umbrellas

"Lovely!" I thought as I packed my last jar of jam into the suitcases that had been hiding so delicately underneath my bed for the past week. I had the unfortunate pleasure of arguing with Monty over weather I could pack the bread. In the end I lost that battle and was vaguely deppressed for a moment. I would not let him catch onto that though.

After we returned to the Ambrose after the day at the lake, Monty had informed me that I would not be making my journey alone and he was to escort me. I was not pleased, I argued but he ignored everything I had prepared in argument and told me to pack my things, we would be leaving in the morning. Which is when the argument of the bread came across my mind, you see once you take a bite of this bread, Oh there is nothing like it! I have no way of explaining, I had the nicest dream the other night that I entered into the little bakery and tried every flavor of bread (and pastry!) with each jam! What a dream! I thought that would be me in the next moment but according to Monty I was not allowed to leave my room. I sat there and waited for the morning eventually falling asleep.

"WAKE UP! Get up! It's time to get up now!" yelled an angry voice. I groggily rolled over on my pillow to notice a face right by mine!

"ah! Monty! You- what are you doing in my room!? Its still dark....!" I put my face in my pillow and screamed. I did not want to be up at this hour! What was he thinking! I looked at the clock 14:03. Huh, 14:03 thats odd. I did not rember the clock going up to 14 hours. I looked at the ceiling, an arrangement of blue butterflies were dancing around my room!

"Oh Monty, look! What an odd sight, don't you agree?" I looked at monty and saw that he was nothing more than a whicker chair.

I woke up with a jump. I looked at the ceiling, no blue butterflies, no whicker chair. there was my suitcase all packed and ready to go. I then realized, I did not have that same usual dream. I suddenly felt an empty sullen feeling.

Editing the Willow Tree

Chapter 7

Re-used writing utensels

I clamored up the hill behind Monty, pausing at the top to catch my breath. I didnt know why he had insisted on taking me this far away. It reminded me of a passage I read in the journal.

July 18,

"Dear journal, I have something very important to tell you before I forget again and remember in the middle of a conference call and have to leave because I cannot control my tears. My boss yelled at me. Anyways, once a long time ago, I was in the fourth grade, so I guess not that long ago... Anyways. My darling new friends told me to come with them and that they had a suprise for me, as a welcome to the group. I followed them out past the school field then into the forest and along a lazy little creek. They told me 'Stay here. We'll be right back, its just around the corner dont worry.' So I beileved them. I waited and waited until it got dark outside and Henry came and found me. they had left me journal. The next day I walked into class and heard devious little giggles. It was humiliating. That is it journal."

I worried that monty would lead me to a small abandoned cottage and that he would tie me to a chair with some moldy rope he happened to find underneath the rusted sink. He would laugh and as he left he would put a sign around my neck labeled "Dunce". This was not to be though. My thoughts were almost entirely wrong. He led me out to a small stone ruin of what looked like to be an old inn of some sort. He sat me down and looked me square in the eye

"Who are you." he asked with determination. "Now that we are far away I demand you tell me, for your own good."

"My name is Melinda Evercrouft. That is all I will tell you. I assume you should know why. It is quite obvious after all and I cannot risk you knowing until i've gotten to know you better." I replied.

"Well then, Mel. I've got one more place to take you." he said with a smile. He grabbed my hand and still holding onto it ran into the wood of to the side of the ruin and into a small clearing. Feeling overjoyed I ran out into the clearing leaving Monty behind me. I span in circles laughing and dancing! I yelled for Moty to join me. Together we ran into the center of the clearing where a small lake was waiting with a little dock, just for us. We ran to the very edge of the dock. I bent down to look into the water at the fish and the next thing I know, My head is being shoved into the water! I cant breath, I cant think. He lifts me out. Brings my face eye level to his and says,

"You'd better tell me the rest Melly. Im not letting you off with just a warning my dear." Not sure what he meant I gave him my best puppy dog look and started to explain. His eyes softened as he started to understand.

The Rambunctious Rambling

Chapter 6

Mud Puddles

The next moments of what I am about to tell you, you may not disclose. I followed the fisherman down the road and he got into a flatbed truck and started to drive away with his fish. So I hopped onto the back of the truck! He drove down the road without noticing me there, then he noticed me and slammed on the breaks, I fell out of the truck and rolled down a grassy hill. I finally hit the bottom of that hill and looked up to see I had only rolled about 7 ft. But as I stood up I followed my instinct and looked to my left. Ah! A small stream. I wandered over to it and looked down into it. Little rocks, little river rocks, staring up at me from the stream.

So I sat down by this little stream and picked up a handful of rocks, revealing a shiny something from within the stream! I put my hand back into the watter and moved the dirt around till I noticed this was a big shiny something! When I finally uncovered it I felt a peculiar feeling like I knew where it went. I wrapped it up in my jacket and walked back to the ambrose. when I got there I went to my room and sat on my bed. I took the plate out from my jacket, It had small silver horses runnning around the edges and a sun in the center. Then it came to me, I would take this plate and burry it! I ran outside and down the road by the bar where I had been earlier. I started digging a hole with my hands, I was about to put the plate in when a hand clasped over my shoulder!

"What do you think yer doin!" yelled a man. I started to cry because I was afraid. I actually didnt do that, what I did instead was much better. I took the plate and smashed it over his head. I dragged him back to the ambrose and put him in my wardrobe. Then I went and got some bread and jam and went back to my room. The man had woken up and was reading the journal, so I handed him a slice of bread and told him to read aloud what the passage said to me. Instead he threw the journal at me and made a break for the door. Then he did something I did not expect. He turned and asked for my name.

"I.... I am not.... Supposed to ah... uh.... talk to strangers..." I mumbled.

"thats cute." he replied sarcastically, "the names Monty."

"Ah! Monty! I've wanted to meet you for so long! I dont really no much about you but a lot of people seem to want to get to know you and meet you places so maybe we can get... you know... aquainted!" I excitedly rambled.

"............. That'll be fine....... Now who the ----- are you?" He asked.

Bright Eyes - At The Bottom Of Everything

I absolutely love this song. I thought you might too :)

La La La Logarithms

Chapter 5

Rectangles and Squares

Its late when I hear a knock on my door. I open it to see a flustered looking young women glaring at me. "Is there a problem miss?" I ask

"Problem? Yes! You took my reservation!" She exclaimed.

"Look, I think you have the wrong room." I replied, panic leaking into my voice, 'She knows!' I thought.

"My name is Lucielle! You met a man at the airport and told him you were me!" Lucielle yelled. At this time a groggy looking man came out of his room, glared at us, and went back in. Nervously I thought of an excuse.

"My name is lucielle. He was talking to me. I made this reservation, uh, a month ago." I replied.

"Well I dont think so!" She snapped her fingers in a Z formation like on those shows. I raised my eyebrows and shut and locked the door.

The next morning I woke up and put on my clothes. I walked hesitatingly towards the door. You see I was afraid the real Lucielle would be waiting outside the door. I slid the door open and looked out. No sign of her. I walked out with the intention of exploring the town. In the back of my mind though I knew what I really wanted to do. I was going to see monty! But shhhhh dont tell me that i'm not supposed to know. I walked like he said down the road and noticed a stone building that looked correct.

Entering I realized it was a bar.

"Closed!" a husky voice called from the back of the store. I walked forward,

"Monty!? Is that you?" I yelled hopefully.

A man came out looking quite homeless and stared at me.

"Monty is buisy visiting some dead relatives right now so come back at 6:21." He said.

What was it with this town and the time 6:21! I went and got some bread, looked ahead of me and saw a man in a fishing hat and rubber boots staring at me.