The game wasn't very exciting this year. It's not the same with out my family and friends. But hey, it gave me something to do. Instead of just sitting I my room with wet hair snooping around my fake room, I got to watch football while eating sun chips, potato chips and queso, drinking Pepsi an scone and allotted soda. It was nice to have a break, I wish I had one more often. I need to take my mind off of things. Even though the game did not last long, like only eight hours, but still, I enjoyed it.
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The same old routine is getting old. I've been doing it for like two months now. Time to change it up a bit in this place. I snooped around some more in my bathroom. I looked I the cabinet under the sink, hair dye! It's a vibrant blue color. The box comes with a dark royal blue, and electric blue, and a light pastel blue.
I fill the sink up with water. I get the electric blue and put it over my whole head. Then I get the dark blue and pastel blue for high and low lights. The dye is cold but the water is warm. It feels nice, like little rivers are flowing down my neck. A stream of warm water, then a stream of cold water running into the warm. Then a stream of both.
The dye only lasts a month. It washes out after about 30 months. Will it wash out by that time I get set free? I don't know if I want it to wash out, I think I will really like my hair like this.
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My hair turns out great, most of it is an electric blue color, and a few, small, thin, locks of hair are either royal blue or pastel blue.
I've always wanted my hair like this, but my mom would never let me. She said I could do it as long as I never went in public until it washed out. And of course I would still have to go to school, which is counted as a public setting, so that could never happen.
I thought I would do it over the summer, but I got kidnapped before the summer even came by.
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I haven't really thought about being kidnapped in a while. I mean I know and am aware that I am, but I don't feel "trapped" anymore. I feel like I am in a luxurious prison cell. But with photos and memories that make me morn the past even more. The photos are reminders of my mother and Matthew and Evie. I miss them all, but the photos just make it ten times worse.
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Niagara Falls With Me
Kurgu OlmayanKaris Khoole is an ordinary teenage girl. Until she decides to rebel against her mother and gets kidnapped. This book is about her struggles to get free. With a big twist in the end. Read to find out what happens to Karis. This is not your ord...
