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Monday, June 8

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my arm hurts...
i am practically typing with five fingers...
my arm just started to hurt this morning...
it was not hurting but in another way...
i am speechless as how to describe it in words...
anyway i practically spent my only free day in this entire holidays...
SLEEPING & READING storybooks...
i dreamed during my afternoon nap...{i so..sound like a pig}
the dream started off....
where my new neighbours settled in the neighbourhood...
they were very friendly and they were in their early 20's...
strangely they followed me to my school...
& strangely my school became a co-ad school..{is co-ad spelled this way?}
& i met that guy again from my previous dream...
anyway that was later...the point was...
everyone in the school seems strange...
they greeted me but...in a very polite way...
as in like i am a total stranger to them...
i thought that maybe it was just..well me...
classes went on as usual...
then,came the time where i had the sudden urge to change my clothes...
somehow,i directed myself to the office first..which i had no idea why...
then i saw HIM... at the end of the other side{where i am heading}
with me..two other girls were heading that way too...
when i was about to reach him...i just awkwardly turned around...
after a while i felt an uneasiness behind me...
i turned around and saw him somewhat "chanting" for the 2 girls to go to him...
i was stunned and terrified in a way...
later he stopped and came towards my way...
trying to run away as fast as i could...
he seems to get about floating...like he don't possessed legs...
he was there- 10 o'clock ...
the 2 other girls were at his side...
he walked towards me..mumbling out ancient phrases..{like in the television}
i just can't move from where i was standing..as if my legs were tied to the ground...
i cried out his name... asking him to stopped...
suddenly he looked at me...
with his eyes...that apologetic look on his face...somewhat like pleading for help...
then,
he took my hand and... pressed those"fangs" into...
the surface between my thumb and my index finger...
there was no pain...i felt nothing...
but he looks- like - he was fighting the 'pagan' within him...
i saw the warmth in his 'huge' eyes...
he stopped!... shouting at me to RUN!!
i ran..ran..& ran with my bag of clothes...
i looked at my hand...to see an unusual mark on it...{not the holes of fangs}
and out of a sudden my "neighbours" appeared out of nowhere...
casually talking to me...&
i...
woke up...
only to find my arm hurts more than just now...
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