little timmy

It was a cold rainy day just the day I was in the mood for. I was moving away from my best friends just for my mothers stupid job grr why me. Why just when things were starting to get better I hate it it wasn't fair to me and my little sister she was just starting to make new friends. Every time we move somewhere and get settled in my mom has to move for her job again, and now it was worse we were moving into an old mansion that had been abandoned for years I wonder why it wasn't that bad looking just had a mystic glow to it. Even though it was amazing it was still very very spooky in a intolerable way it made my skin crawl. The only good thing was I got to pick my room of course with my dark humor I picked the old squeaky attic as my room it had a giant window that I could stare through for hours. "Well isn't this going to be a great experience" I mutter in a sarcastic tone. I decide to take a nap I guess it wasn't quite a nap since my alarm clock blarred announcing that I had to start a new school today "Yay walking in the midst of teenage zombies" I said a little to loudly. Right then my little sister jess walked in asking what I was talking about I shook my head no and just silently laughed at her confused face. I think she noyiced because right at that moment she yelled in utter anger and stomped her foot loudly she was only a few months younger but was still to innocent and walked away angry. A rew hours later I was leaving Phys. ed to go to lunch when I met two very nice girls and introduced my self to them the tall but yet much younger then me one's name was Rebecca, becca for short and the other one who was the youngest of us all was Nafia very very innocent even compared to my sister which suprised me a lot. Maybe just maybe this wasn't going to be a bad few year's until we probably moved again. My classes from them on out flew by just like a humming bird darts past your eyes. When I got home I didn't feel very good so I decided to listen to some indie-rock and stare out my window at the magnificent view. I awoke late maybe at midnight to hear a very very creepy chant/lullaby that rang through my room who was it though. "across the street is less scary then down the river that flows with blood" the childlike voice sang out. Was I really listening to a little boy which I assumed by the voice sing about suicide. How did I know it was suicide ohh yea Shane Dawson has some dark humor man my mind is fucked up by evil thoughts.