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Do You Sometimes Wish You Could Fast-forward A Week? You Know Something Bad's Coming Up, And You Know You'll Get Through It, But The Prospect Just Makes You Feel Sick. I Worried For About Thirty Minutes, And Though I Knew There Was No Point In Doing So, I Could Feel My Anxiety Twisting Me Up In A Knot. 'bullshit,' I Told Myself Stoutly. 'this Is Utter Bullshit.

And You Are Mine, And You Will Be Mine. They Will Not Get You. - Eric From Dead And Gone

All The Pictures On The Walls, They All White As Lilies And Smiling Like Alligators.

Then Was Ashamed Of Myself. I Should Be Happy For What I'd Been Given. I Hoped God Hadn't Noticed My Lapse In Appreciation.

This Letter Is Written On The Skin Of One Of The Water Sprites Who Drowned Your Parents.' 'ick!' I Cried, And Dropped The Letter On The Kitchen Table.