DreamNovember

Really that's all I'm doing. Except writing this, too. Sleepy, but I had to check my account on here cuz I watch for art and I love it, don't get me wrong. It gives me that fluffy feeling inside when I go through my inbox and find something amazing. Wonderful. But sometimes there's a lot of it and sometimes there's doubles. But oh well, it's all in good fun ^-^ On my buzzle account I cannot post the second chapter to please don't go because I posted it here first. Darn. But I will still post on here not that anybody's reading that or even reading this (Maybe?). Anyways I'm sleepy and school starts in two days! Not quite looking forward to it

No offense, but ... There are some people who are getting too fake on dA. They only want posts, comments, or friends and see how many pageviews they get. So let's see who re-post this. This is a test to see who pays attention. It is a test to see how many people in my friends now I pay attention. Copy and paste this in your own journal. Let's see who the real people. Re-Post this if you're not a fake. Do not reply ... just copy and paste this into a new Journal as "false Deviants"

I didn't know how I got here, where my family was, or exactly what I was anymore. Shooting pains pulsated my skull, so gross that I dreaded opening my eyes. I never wanted to be afraid...to be afraid of opening my eyes or crawling off the painfully dreamy bed I laid on. All I knew for certain was that someone - something- was in my room. I could hear the breathing coming from the wet lips of the creature and the wet noises it made while I tried to sleep at night. How many days had I been here? Tens? Hundreds? Thousands? Maybe this was all a dream... Suddenly, something had grasped my ankle. It's slippery hand was making its way up my crouche