In the darkness...

Hello!

I didn't realize it was a theme week last week, so here's ma theme thing...

When I was a young child, I had a great fear of the dark. Not so much as the dark, as what could be in the dark. I was also terrified of being in the dark...alone. *shiver* I still have that fear. So anyways, one night, after I had watched a horror film that day, (DURING THE DAY-I never watch horror films at night. Never.) my parents mentioned that they needed to go to the lab and do something (some strange acronym-y thing that was science-y). I didn't realize that they meant, that night, in fact, I thought they were just thinking about it, for the next day. BUT THEY MEANT THAT NIGHT!!! So they left me. Little Kat, at home, in the darkness of the night...

This is me, innocently playing with my stuffed bunny, "Rabbie"...notice my parents sneaking off in the background?

 As I was sitting there, quite happy, playing with Rabbie (okay, so it's not that inventive of a name, but I still love Rabbie), I heard a door slam. Investigating it, I found that both my parents were gone (this is before I had siblings), and then I started freaking out. The only light on was the one in the living room, where I was, and everything else was dark. My only option to hide from the murderers (influence from the horror film) was to turn off all the lights. Otherwise, it'd be like spotlighting where I was, and then they could see me. I wouldn't be able to see them skulking in the darkness...but they could see me.

THEY COULD SEE ME

So...I curled up into a ball, and didn't move. I kept on the ground, in the middle of the room, because that was open ground, and I could run if need be. Also, moving wasn't an option. THEY WOULD HEAR ME. 

That's little Kat...terrified

I stayed like that for the longest time...it felt like 10 years had gone by...

Then my mom and dad came home.

I was SAVED.

They were completely shocked to see all the lights off, and their little daughter, crouching in the middle of the living room, looking like she was mad/crazy, with near bloodshot eyes (I didn't blink...they could feel me moving).

This happened...oh, every time my parents needed to do something at night...

It got worse when I saw my first...thing.

Yes, that thing.

So now, instead of just murderers, which is one thing (I mean, when you get killed, whatevs, right?), there were things. Things that could....*shudder*

As I got older, I progressed. Instead of crouching in the middle of the room, in the utter darkness with a stuffed rabbit named Rabbie...

With a much improved hairstyle, too!

I crouch in the darkness with a stainless steel frying pan, with non-stick coating, and a 30-year warranty. The warranty is helpful, just in case I accidentally crack it when hitting murderers and nasty things.

In the daylight, however, my fear of things is much worse than murderers ('cuz obviously murderers don't attack you in bright daylight). And in daylight, I do not crouch in the middle of the room (or park, classroom, car, etc.). Instead, I jump away from the thing. Grab the person nearest to me. And start screaming. "KILL IT! KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

And that is how I have matured. :)
Happy Monday!
<3,

Kat

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Hello, all.

Today, for the first time ever, the high school cafeteria served curly fries for lunch. This is a rather important event, I should think, as we are the Six Little Curly Fries. It's about time we got to eat our namesake.


It's icky outside [it was raining earlier, and I could've sworn I saw some snow in the mix]. And dark. It's dark early now because of daylight savings time. Like, it's really dark really early. Do you know how I know it's dark?
I know it's dark because it took me almost two minutes to correctly place my key into the lock [yay, unintentional and unavoidable innuendo. . .] of my back door, while standing in the rain (and quite possibly snow). When it becomes almost impossible to unlock one's door because it is impossible to even see one's door [well, the door's lock, but same difference], one can safely assume that either 1) one is going blind, or 2) it is very dark. 


We watched Mulan in Chinese [with English subtitles] in Chinese Club today. It was quite fun. 


Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 in three days, woot.
[And here I must add that, yes, Lynda's birthday is also in three days. Just to prevent another angry comment stating something along the lines of, "HEY HOW COME YOU DIDN'T MENTION MY BIRTHDAY!"]


It's been a relatively homework-free Tuesday for me. Quite surprising, actually. Tuesdays are the days in which the teachers feel obliged to give homework--it's not Monday, so they're not guilty about loading us with homework so soon after the weekend, and it's not a flex night [i.e., a night of no homework] for any subject. Or, at least, it might be flex night, but none of my teachers observe it as such.


Virgil and I went fencing today; Momo wasn't feeling well, so she didn't come. 


Um, that's it, I guess.

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Last sentence: This was more or less the first time she had seriously considered such a thing, and many such incidences would follow in the days to come.

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