The dream I had last night:
I saw Debbie (my best friend's sister who died from cancer) and a younger boy. There were no surroundings. Everything was black oyher than them. Debbie walked away from the kid. She smiled and then looked down like she was bashful. I heard Stephanie's (my bff) voice to my left saying, "She looks sad." I said, "No. She's happy." Debbie had full dark hair and a movie star smile. She had on a pink shirt.
The dream Stephanie had last night:
"I dreamed about Debbie last night. She was with Ryland (Steohanie's 12 yr old nephew). She had on a purple shirt that said Relay on it. She wasn't talking. She walked away from Ryland and looked down at the ground. I said that she looked sad. Someone next to me said no, she's happy. Then Debbie looked up and smiled at me. I told the person next to me I was glad she was here because Debbie wouldn't have come to me. She had thick curly dark hair and her smile was so beautiful. Gracie (her Great Neice) was there, too. We were going on an outing, like tubing or something."
Friday, September 24, 2010
Phantom Car Crash
On December 11, 2002, two motorists called police to report seeing a car veering off the A3 trunk road with headlights blazing at Burpham in Surrey. A thorough search uncovered a car concealed in dense undergrowth and the long-dead driver nearby. It turned out that the crash had actually happened five months earlier when the driver, Christopher Chandler, had been reported missing by his brother.
Source: 9-23-10, http://listverse.com/2007/07/06/top-15-bizarre-true-stories/
Source: 9-23-10, http://listverse.com/2007/07/06/top-15-bizarre-true-stories/
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Look at this on eBay
Check out this trendy handbag and my other items on eBay. Lots of cool stuff to come. Pinup, punk, retro, goth, emo, and girl next door clothes to be featured.
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Giraffe Print Large Handbag Designer-look Trendy 2-way
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Dusk at Nannie's
I was on the back of a dirt bike when it happened. My cousin, John, was driving. We were riding the trails we had worn through the fields that summer barefooted, sunburned, and carefree.
We knew we were to call it a day before the sun was set. Thundering down the trails we decided to go around just one more time . . . again. Long weeds tickled my feet as they glided through the spaces between my toes. We roared back up behind the old family home and along the font by the road.
As we passed the front of the house, I glanced threw the screen door and saw her, Nannie, looking out at us with an alternating expression. She looked both relieved that we were nearby and upset because we had not come in at dusk. Wait! Nannie had gone to Heaven many years ago. Was I seeing things?
Just then, John brought the bike to a dirt flinging stop. He turned to me and asked, "Did you see Nannie?"
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