Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Stone

At Macy's, there were some black people working who made me feel like stone.  I saw a manikin, and I thought the girl I saw with them, who was fat, turned to stone.  Now, my heart feels like stone.  I was talking to my dad, and he kept getting mad and I didn't know what to do because he kept like associating bad thoughts with things and it like stuck in my mind, it seemed.  If something happens and I do something wrong, that's what he does.  Someone gave me a good idea for little cute figures of your children and then I got that idea.  When I called my grandma every day reading the Bible, she made it so I could sound like I went haywire but made me conscious of my body parts too much.

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