I had to laugh at my sister earlier.
Let me explain:
(PLEASE SAY IN THAT VOICE FROM SPONGEBOB)
One hour earlier...I should not have watched IT. Especially when I am the worst person to be placed in front if a horror movie.
In the cinema, I most definitely screamed the loudest and people probably got annoyed as hell because of it.
Now, I occasionally get times when my mind is clouded from all the crazy parts of the movie that nearly made me shit myself.
For example; the part of the movie, when the girl with the short hair is in the bathroom and her hair tries to pull her down through the drain - that freaked me out and now, I am too scared to shower or brush my teeth.
I obviously do it anyway because well, I have to, but that's not the point.
Opening the bathroom door just far enough to peek my head through, I clear my throat.
"Abigail!", I shout through the gap.
"Yeah?!", she shouts back.
"Come here, please!". I hear my sister groan but come to me nonetheless.
"Ya?", she asks looking tired and annoyed.
I smile. "Could you please sit with me while I shower?", I ask and I am met with a flat look. "Please?", I practically beg.

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Dear Diary
РазноеWARNING: This book will consist of bad language and loads of stupid humor. (If you can't handle the tightening of your tummy tums when you laugh then I suggest you DO NOT read this) This book will mainly consist of diary entries and the majority of...