The Tension Is Killing Me Softly

I really like someone, who used to like me, until he got caught up in this he say she say mess. It irritates me so much because everything was perfectly fine until I slipped up and told the wrong person something. Then they went to tell someone else and now he won't talk to me at all and it is bothering me very much. I try to put it off and get over him but its hard because we were real cool and I see him everyday. It just isn't fair because my intentions with him were very good and everything I ever told him was always one hundred percent real. Who ever was running their big mouth about something they don't even know about. They made me look so bad that now he barely even looks my way. Of course he believes them because he heard some made up mess from a friend and plus he doesn't know me that well. I figured that it would all blow over by now but it hasn't. After he confronted me about what was said he just asked me did I say it, I gave him an answer and then that was that. He never tried to talk to me about it just to see if I actually was lying. He made up his mind and stopped talking to me. The reason I'am so upset about it because I hate when I tell someone something and then they go back and switch my words and make me look bad, especially about something they don't even know about. I haven't said anything to him since because I felt that if he liked me as much as he did he would have come to me and tried to talk about the situation. Then again he doesn't know if it were true or not so he probably felt like I should come to him but I haven't so now he probably thinks I'm childish and the whole time I was trying to play games. When really I wasn't its just so frustrating I can't stand the tension. Maybe its time for me to speak up and say something. I do but I don't. IDK!!

Thirteen Ways of Looking at Fingers

As I look at my fingers
bonded by my hand
I wonder

Short stubby or long
they move along
with me

All dirty from the days events
sitting, waiting to be cleaned
with soap, water, or hand-sanitizer

When I use my hands to cook
it looks as if they devour
the food beneath or between them

And when I type
they dance across the keyboard
at a fast paced beat

Bent down pressing against objects
exercising moving up and down

Standing tall together
like a wall strong as can be
but sometimes they cramp up
delaying my function to use them

But when they need space
they depart from each other
to stretch and breathe

Resting silently in my lap
after the days end
waiting for tomorrow

My fingers are a family
functional or dysfunctional
they work, talk, walk, dance
and move together

My fingers on my hands are one unit
divided into five individuals
but bonded by my hand.

I Miss You Megan!!

When I think of you I cry
the thought of you leaving makes me want to die.
Why did you have to leave
now I'm left to mourn and bleed.
Your departure came so sudden
how could I say good-bye to my beloved.
What am I going to do without you in math class?
without your help I don't think I'm going to pass.
Every morning when I sit in my seat
no longer will you be there with something to eat.
I love your company and your spirit
but your voice will I no longer hear it.
I've shared with you things I've never talked about before
and those conversations I will forever adore.
You've been there for me through many situations
but now when I think of you I feel frustrations.
Because the friend I had won't be there everyday
to make me laugh with something funny to say.
Your love for me and my love for you is like a token
so the bond we share can never be broken.
No longer will I hear you say “Hey boo!”
without you now what do I do!
You're like my best friend and my big little sister
and the times we shared I'll always remember.
I wish we could've gotten the chance to really hang out
but I hope there will be more opportunities that come about.
Because even though you're gone
you're never forgotten.
It sucks because I don't know when I'll see you again
but I want you to know that I MISS & LOVE YOU MEGAN!!

And Our Break is Coming to a CLOSE!!:(

Well I would say it was fun while it lasted but I'd be lying. My break sucked I haven't done anything but go over my best friend's house like 3 times and that's it. Both of my parents work so I have to stay home with my bad brother and sister. Let me tell you its the worst! I'm happy when we get a break from school but I hate the fact of knowing that I have to stay home with these two worrisome children. I always have to clean up after them all the time, I yell at them but it doesn't work, I can't get work done or nothing because of them. And on top of all of that the break goes by so quick, its like if you close your eyes and open them back up its over. Now its SOL time, which means work work work. And boy do I hate SOL time its overwhelming. I think spring break should be extended for two weeks that way we all can have more time to relax and prepare ourselves for the hard work to come. My break wasn't all bad I got to sleep, eat and watch tv all day. My three most favorite things! The great part about Spring is that it gets warmer which means new clothes which means SHOPPING!!! LOL I love to shop its my most favorite hobby. Well that's my break hope you guys had a nice one!!

Tiffany

Tiffany was a very pretty girl when she was younger but then she got burned when she was 12. The burn covered half of her face because of that she never really had friends. She had one friend who had always been through the name calling, throwing objects, and being pranked on. Deedra always had Tiffany's back when ever anyone messed with her but when she wasn't around Tiffany had stand up for herself. So often times Tiffany got beat up and cried herself all the way home. When she got home it wasn't any better because her mother was a crackhead and hadn't been home in a year and her father abused her. Her father would beat her again until she would bleed. He felt if she ever got beaten in a fight and couldn't beat the person without getting bruises on her, that she couldn't fight. He didn't feed her especially when she got into a fight so often times Tiffany would have to look for food in alley's, trashcans or behind restaurants for food. Tiffany wouldn't go to school for months at a time because he had beaten her so bad. It had been a month since she had gone to school and Deedra was beginning to worry because she hadn't seen or heard from Tiffany. So one day after school Deedra decided to stop by her house to see how she was doing. As she walked up the creaking stairs to the house she could smell a stinky odor. She rang the doorbell and waited anxiously but received no answer. She waited a few moments until she decided to go into the house. Deedra opened the door and immediately saw all kinds of open containers of food and clothes everywhere in the house. The cabinets were empty, the sink was filled with unwashed dishes, and the refigerator was left open. All the food in the refrigerator had expired, which added to the stench throughout the house. Deedra called Tiffany's name over and over hoping that she would receive an answer but was unlucky. No one was there so Deedra began her way down the stairs. As she was coming down the stairs she heard someone come through the door. Excitingly she thought it would be Tiffany so she called her name as she ran down the stairs. To her surprise it wasn't Tiffany or her father it was Tiffany's mother. She hadn't seen her mother since they were little but was happy to see her even if she didn't remember her. Tiffany's mother was also shocked to see her as she begin to say, "You're not my daughter. Where is she?" "No, I'm not your daughter. And I don't know I was wondering the same, but I was just about to go look for her." Without replying Tiffany's mother headed out the door without a word and Deedra followed behind. They searched restaurants, parks, and all over the neighborhood to find her but still no luck. The search was over so they decided to go back to the house to see if she had returned. When they got to the house the rang the doorbell and knocked on the door. They decided to go in when there was no response. They walked around the house looking to see if she had returned. As they went up the stairs they could smell blood. There Tiffany was lying on the bathroom floor bleeding to death. Her face looked like someone had beaten her in the head, stomping her over and over. Tiffany's mom didn't know what to think because the one time she had come for Tiffany, she found her lying there helplessly dying. She immediately commanded Deedra to go get help as she held her Tiffany in her arms. Deedra ran to a neighbor's house and called the police. Five minutes later the police arrived by then it was to late. There Tiffany was still lying her mother's arms dead, while Tiffany's mother cried hysterically. Deedra tried to stay strong but found herself crying to the point where she couldn't open her eyes. She had to stop long enough to talked to the police about her best friend. She told them about her abusive father and how she was treated in school. After gathering evidence and taking Tiffany's body away they put out a warrant against Tiffany's father. Hours later they found him at a liquor store he tried to rob. After some questioning they found out that Tiffany had gone out to look for food and when her father got home she wasn't there. Worried she might have ran away he went looking for her and found her at a restaurant. He forced her home but Tiffany threatened that she would go to the cops and tell them what he would do to her. Tiffany's father didn't want to go to jail so he decided to kill her. He beat her until she bled and then ran off to rob a liquor store to get some money so he could run away with her body. After his confession he was sent to the electric chair. Tiffany's mother and Deedra were happy when they discovered this. Now it was time to put Tiffany to rest once and for all. With the help of Deedra's family, Tiffany's mother was able to give her daughter a nice funeral. Months had passed and Deedra and Tiffany's mother still stayed in touch with one another. Tiffany's mom had gotten some therapy and rehabilitation with the help of Deedra and her family. They both are very close and Deedra feels as though her best friend is still with her because her mom reminds her so much of Tiffany. They both miss her dearly and visits her grave once a month. Tiffany was fifteen years old when she died. She lived a tough life but now she's free.

Bestfriends

Friendships can be so complicated at times. I find myself always being the one getting hurt. I look back thinking of all the best friends I had. I've had about 6-8 best friends in my life. My first best friend will always be my best friend. We don't get to talk as much or see each other because I live here and she live in Ohio, but any time we get together we have fun. We continue where we left off as if I never left...I miss her so much. Then I had a best friend who lived like three doors down from me. We went to the same school, rode the same bus, and we always had fun. I used to go outside all the time with her. We even had our own little singing group and used to try and make up our own songs. It was fun but then she had moved and after while I heard she was spreading nasty rumors about me so my mom told her not to talk to me no more. Despite the drama that tore us apart I still have those great memories of us but I've grown up she's doing her thing and I'm doing mine. The funny thing is despite the drama and her moving she still has my house number. So whenever she comes back to visit she'll call me and come over just to say hi. It's weird because we really don't have much to talk about and I try to make the conversation not seem so awkward but it doesn't really help. Every time she comes its just so weird and I'm thinking like obviously she still really cares because I know if I moved away and hadn't seen someone in years I wouldn't come and visit them after all this time. It makes me laugh all the time because I've moved on and I don't really think of her but I think its nice she comes and visits. Anyway then when I got in middle school I became really close with this girl. We never hung out a lot outside of school but we were always together in school. We had a problem before which kind of changed our friendship a little bit. After that we weren't that close anymore but still talked to each other. Then we ended up going to the same high school, but then she moved so now she goes to a different school and I don't see her at all anymore. Even though were not as close and I don't see her anymore she loves me and I love her no matter what and we still keep in contact. Now I have my best friend Tam, are friendship is great. We went to the same middle school. We first started talking at the bus stop because we rode the same bus (this was sixth grade year). We never talked in school like that because we didn't have any classes together and we hung around different people, but we always talked on the bus and at the bus stop. Then seventh grade year we had become a little closer when she invited me to her birthday party. It was always me, her and this other girl. We were like the three amigos. Her and the other girl were closer but then Tam and I drifted apart from the other girl and started hanging out more. The other girl began talking about us and she was just acting funny. So Tam and I stopped talking to her. Even though we go to different high schools now we still make time for each other on the weekends and we talk on the phone like everyday. The thing I like about her is that she's very funny and she always keeps it real. Most people don't like her but they don't know her like that so they don't know what she's like for real. She's very outgoing so even though many don't like her, many love her as well. She's real cool and just fun to be around, she can be very loud and opinionated but I love that about her. She's like a big sister, she's my partner in crime, and I love her to death!

"The Shy Guy"

There's this guy Brenden he is very tall, light-skinned, football and basketball star, and he's very smart. Brenden is a very loud person and always has his friends laughing, but when it comes to girls he can become very shy. It started when school started back up he had his eye on this girl Gina, he never noticed until this year. Being the shy guy he claims to be, he had one of her friends talk to Gina for him. Gina is very attractive , she has long Indian hair, light-skinned, 5 feet, petite, also very smart. Gina was flattered to find out he had interest in her because they never spoke to one another or any classes together. Gina is also shy but when she wants something she goes for it. She was very curious about getting to know Brenden, considering she had never noticed him before. The more they texted the more she began to like him more. After a few weeks of talking she noticed Brenden wasn't showing as much interest in her as he first did. The more he was showing less interest, the more she was becoming aggravated. One day she confronted him about it, and he said that he just wanted to be friends. Gina wasn't surprised, but she wanted him to tell her. For weeks they didn't talk and walked passed each other in school as though they were strangers. Then one night they saw each other at a game and began talking again. They picked up where they left off and now it seemed like Brenden was falling for Gina more and more. He texted her all the time and even asked her out a few times. Eventually he asked her to be his girlfriend, and Gina happily accepted. Four years later they're still together and are now engaged. They live happily together in New York City.

You & Me

The thought of you and me
its impossible to be
You broke my heart once before
that you can't attempt to restore
Because of you I lost trust and hope
now all I do is sit around and mope
But despite the pain you put me through
I still have deep feelings for you
No matter what you say I don't care
because the way you treated me was so unfair
My heart is so confused
and yet you're amused
Do you ever think about what you did?
if so, you probably couldn't admit it.
I constantly think of what use to be
Memories of you and me!

Siblings

Omg! I can't stand my siblings their always in my face bothering me. Its bad enough I already have to share a room with them and now I can't even write this blog. Right now at this moment their trying to read what I'm writing, pressing buttons trying to mess me up, and making irritating obnoxious noises. They really are getting on my nerves. Like right now at this time my sister keeps asking me what am I doing over and over and over and over and over and over!! Why can't they both just leave me alone for once in their annoying little lives!! I mean don't get me wrong I love them both to death but sometimes I feel like I could pull out all my hair. I can't wait til they get my age so I can really show them a piece of my mind!! Until then I'm trying to hang in there til its time for me to go on about my own life...Can't wait til that day!!!!

!!JUNIOR YEAR!!

So, next year I will be a junior. Its nerve-wrecking to think that I'm moving up to new point in my life. this is the time where everything I do counts the most and it's a scary situation. We have so many test to take to prepare us for the real deal. I know juniors now who have to sign up for an SAT to see how well they'll do for early registration for colleges. This year has gone by so fast and before you know it I'll be that junior going to take my practice SAT. The main thing that scares me the most about that is, I'm not really great with test and when it comes to taking a test I don't do so great. So now I'm starting to realize that some of my ways have in order to be able to go to a great college. I know next year is going to put so much pressure on me and I don't think I'm quite prepared for all the hard work headed my way. It's exciting just to know that I've made it another year but having to work a little more harder isn't quite easy for me.
Sometimes I wish I could finish school in a day or a week if that were possible boy how happy I would be.

DISCOVERY OF CANDYLAND

ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS A CANDY SHOP CALLED MIKE'S CANDY DELIGHTS. MIKE HAS A 10 YEAR OLD DAUGHTER NAMED SPICE. ONE DAY WHILE HELPING HER MOTHER CLEAN UP THE CANDY SHOP , SPICE HEARD TINY VOICES COMING FROM A HUGE LOLLIPOP DISPLAY. SPICE WAS CURIOUS TO SEE WHAT THE NOISE WAS SO SHE WENT TO GO GET A MAGNIFYING GLASS. AS SHE LOOKED UP CLOSE SHE SEEN A VILLAGE FILLED WITH LITTLE PEOPLE. THIS VILLAGE WAS KNOWN AS CANDY LAND. CANDYLAND WAS FOUNDED BY A GIRL NAMED CANDY. THE PEOPLE OF CANDY LAND HAD BEEN IN SEARCH OF A HOME BECAUSE THEIR PREVIOUS HOME HAD BEEN DESTROYED. CANDY HAD HER OWN TELESCOPE, WHICH SHE MADE OUT OF TWIZZLERS. SO SHE WAS ABLE TO SEE WHAT WAS GOING ON IN THE STORE. IT JUST SO HAPPENED SHE SEEN SPICE LOOKING AT HER SO SHE BEGAN TALKING TO SPICE. THEY TALKED ABOUT HOW CANDYLAND CAME TO BE ABOUT AND HOW LONG THEY'D BEEN THERE. AFTER TALKING FOR JUST A FEW MINUTES CANDY MADE SPICE PROMISE NOT TO TELL ANYONE. SPICE AGREED AND EVERYDAY AFTER SCHOOL SHE WOULD STOP BY AND TALK TO CANDY FOR A FEW MINUTES. SPICE'S MOM BEGIN TO NOTICE SHE WAS TALKING TO THE DISPLAY AND TOLD HER SHE WAS GOING TO TAKE HER TO A THERAPIST. SPICE DIDN'T WANT TO GO TO A “SHRINK” SO SHE TOLD HER MOM ABOUT CANDY AND CANDYLAND. HER MOM LOOKED AT HER LIKE SHE WAS AN ALIEN, UNTIL SPICE TOLD HER TO LOOK THROUGH THE MAGNIFYING GLASS. HER MOM WAS SHOCKED TO SEE WHAT WAS BEFORE HER EYES. SHE COULDN'T BELIEVE ALL THE LITTLE PEOPLE SHE WAS SEEING. FOR A MOMENT SHE THOUGHT SHE WAS DREAMING SO SHE PINCHED HERSELF AND CLOSED HER EYES. WHEN SHE OPENED HER EYES SHE SEEN CANDY LOOKING AT HER. CANDY WAS WORRIED THAT THEY WOULD HAVE TO RELOCATE BUT SOON WON OVER SPICE'S MOM AND WAS ABLE TO CONVINCE HER TO LET THEM TO CONTINUE TO LIVE THERE. AFTER AGREEING TO LET THEM STAY THEY WENT TO MIKE TO MAKE SURE HE WOULD BE COOL WITH IT. AT FIRST HE WAS SCEPTICAL ABOUT THE SITUATION BUT DECIDED TO SHOWCASE CANDYLAND OFF TO HIS CUSTOMERS. HE WENT TO THE LOCAL NEWSPAPER AND TOLD THEM THE STORY. AFTER THAT THE WHOLE CITY KNEW ABOUT CANDYLAND. MIKE'S CANDY DELIGHTS HAD GROWN LOTS BUSINESS AND PEOPLE WOULD SPEND HOURS AT A TIME IN THE STORE JUST TO SEE WHAT WAS GOING ON IN CANDYLAND. EVERYONE WERE AMAZED AT THIS LITTLE DISCOVERY AND NOW THANKS TO SPICE THEIR CITY IS KNOWN FOR HAVING THE BEST CANDY IN THE STATE.

THEY'RE ALWAYS RIGHT

I hate when my parents seem to be right about everything. They always seem to know the answers to everything. I know I often question the certain choices and decisions they make but then I realize they are right. And that's what makes me sooo upset. Every time I make a mistake or I lie, I'm able to keep hide it for a while but not for long. Because some how they always seem to find out everything! I know I shouldn't lie at the time it seems right, but then I realize I'm wrong. Even though I have to suffer the wrath of my parents I'm glad they find out when they do so I don't have to stress about it anymore. I used to think they don't want me to do nothing but then I realized they have reasons for every mistake I make. They always tell me, “I was young too, and I've been through this before so I know what you're going through.” “And you can't out smart me, so don't ever try to pull one over on me.” Its the same every time, it never fells! The bad part is being able to admit their right even though I want to be right. I guess that's one of the many privileges of being a parent. You never want someone to make the same mistakes you did especially if you know what the outcome will be. You can't stop someone from doing what they want completely but you can offer your words of advice and hope they'll take what you say into consideration. If they know what's best for them they'll listen or they'll learn for themselves

WHEN THE SNOW BOUGHT ME HOME

As I stare out the window and gaze upon the snow I can't help but think of my childhood. Back then everything seemed so easy. No pains or worries just enjoying life. As I recollect those wonderful times I remember spending countless moments with my family. The closest people to me then thats when life was great. Yeah we all had a few family problems here and there but the love we shared at the end of the day was indescribable. I also recollect the moments I spent with my closest friends. It was so much safer then. Especially being able to walk from my house in the morning walk a few doors down to the babysitter and then walk from the babysitters, past my house, and down that same street there was school. It was great walking to and from school with my family and friends and going to the babysitters house. God life seemed so easy then, I can't get over how fast time has gone. Now as I gaze out at the beautiful snow that good life along with those wonderful memories seem to come back so effortlessly. I guess because it reminds of being back with my family and what I call HOME (Ohio). The snow brings my HOME, my FAMILY, and those MEMORIES back to me. It makes me feel great because I do miss my HOME, and being that I have no family here the snow makes me feel at ease. It feels like I'm HOME even though I'm a long way from it. I kind of feel like Dorthy from the Wizard of Oz. I don't have to say take me back HOME, take me back HOME, take me back HOME, because the snow brought my HOME to me. Being in the mist of the snow makes me forget about all my problems from the past and the problems now. As I stand out in the snow I close my eyes to get a better effect of being back HOME. I see my mom and I living in a house that had been in our family for generations, my mom and I both grew up in that house at one point and the memories flowed as a stream of tears rolled down my face. Then reality sinks in and I realized that those memories would forever be in the past and I couldn't bring them back. Now I had to make my own memories all over again. There was no time to think how good it was to be a only child back then, not having my family down here, or the fact that the house that had been in my family for generations is in a terrible state and is about to be up for sale. Right then and there I decided to go inside and remind myself there were many more great Memories to come. Even though my HOME will never be the same as it was then it will always be my HOME!

SOMEONE LOST

Sometimes I feel like I'm alone and no one can find me. I am a lost soul waiting to be saved from the pain I carry with me everyday. There's always something going on “when is it all gonna stop?!” I wanna scream. The more I try to discover what has caused me to feel this way the more I seem to lose myself. In the mist of the world I sometimes wonder why I'm alive. “Why am I on this Earth?”, I ask myself. The answers seem to always be unanswered and I'm left alone. Some people would kill to have a moment to themselves and take a break but I'm far from that state. I need to be around people, keep myself busy just so I can feel a sense of want from somebody. I don't wanna waste time wondering what could've or should have been I've done too much of that and I think its about time things change. But how will I make such a change? I mean even though I want to be wanted I don't know how to transition to something so new to me. I have to figure it out but how? Once again I'm lost in my own thoughts! This is getting out of hand, I'm gonna change now. From this point on I have to step outside of my comfort zone and recognize its my time to be free. Realizing I have to live in the moment because in this generation and day in age your life is the most cherishing gift you have. No longer will I be an outsider its time to live my life they way it should be and I'm not gonna let anyone or anything get in the way of that! I realize I can't depend on everyone to guide me I gotta make my own path. If I make some screw ups along the way it doesn't matter because I'm my leader and I'm in control!

THE MONTH OF MAY IS WHEN HE WENT AWAY....

It was May 27, 1997, a warm sunny day. A young girl anxiously waiting for her party to begin. She had invited all her friends and family to her backyard pool party. There was laughter, games, and food. Everyone was having a great time and then as the night continued the family and now 4 year old girl realized her dad was missing. Where had he gone? He should be here by now! As the party came to a close and before the night was over with there was some serious news to be discovered. Around 12a.m. the next morning the Ray-ray and her mom found out that the girl's father had died. Of course young Ray-ray being 4 years old she didn't quite understand but it was a huge burden on the family and friends. As we all would read in the newspaper that morning about the accident was quite shocking. The article stated that the 23 year old Eddie was driving on a highway and lost control of the wheel hit a tree and died hours later. Police tried to state that Eddie was under the influence but soon found that wasn't the case. Despite was said everyone that knew him they knew this couldn't be true and no matter how hard it was everyone knew that they had to stay strong for the little Ray-ray. For she was the only child and his only daughter. Now she would have to go on and miss the special times in life without her father. To this day Ray-ray, now 15, hasn't quite gotten over that accident. She carries that burden with her each day of her life wondering what could have been. Sometimes she feels as though that maybe it was her fault that he died. The reason for this is because there was this theory that he went out to go pick up her gift for her birthday and was on his way back to the party but didn't make it. So now Ray-ray kind of feels she caused the death and if he hadn't gone out to go get her gift he would still be here today. Even though she feels that she knows that she can't blame herself and is slowly getting over it. She always thinks, "Why did this have to happen to my father? Why did he have to leave? Why didn't he just stay? Why can't he be here with me when I need him the most? She begins to cry whenever she imagines her future without him being there. The thought of her graduating, going to college, getting married, or having child makes her sad. For those most meaningful times in a girl's life won't be as meaningful without him. Ray-ray misses him dearly wishing she could just have one day to talk to him and learn about him. She has no memories for they are lost in the past and she has no pictures to reflect on. One thing for sure is that she loves him and no one can or ever will replace him. Even though its a little harder to coup with as she gets older I'm proud to say Ray-ray is doing great, because Ray-ray is me!
R.I.P. EDDIE (1972-1997)
~TRUE STORY
02/25/09

My Squirrel Fears

Tell me how could such a cute animal be so scary? I don't know what triggered my fear of squirrels. All I know is, is that I'm terrified of squirrels. Its kind of weird because that's not a typical animal that you would afraid of or come into contact with often. The thought of a squirrel makes me cringe. I have a fear that a squirrel will attack me one day. Their so fast and they have claws. Pretty much anything that has claws scares me. If you think about it squirrels could be very dangerous. I've heard stories of people getting attacked by squirrel and it scares me to death. The thought of me walking a squirrel being a tree above my head or running on a fence is scary. Even though they have claws its easy for one to let go of a tree and fall right on top of my head. My fear is so bad that if I see a squirrel in very close range beside me, in front of me, or behind me, I will go on the other side of the street. Their so fast sometimes they'll run out of the blue and you'll think its a cat. Then there are some squirrels that fly. The thought of a squirrel flying makes me speechless. What does a squirrel need to fly for. I mean it lives in trees, I feel if an animal does not have wings its not meant to fly. Its plain and simple, what do they do? Fly from tree to tree? I don't get it. One day when I took out the trash I saw a squirrel sitting on top of another trash can. I'm thinking to myself “I'm so glad that squirrel is not over here because if it were I would drop the trash and run!” Why does a squirrel need to sit on a trash can for its supposed to be up in a tree. It was just sitting there but I didn't stand around and watch it. I put the trash in the can and went on in the house. Another thing that I don't get is how they're able to run across wires without allowing them to fall down. They don't belong on those wires one day they may cause danger. One day you might thank me because I gave you something to think about. Squirrels are scary so you better be on the watch cause your life could be in danger!!~ true story
02/23/09