Taken away

~ Jude - Monday.

It's way too late to be awake and yet I am here, writing in this notebook I just found with a mechanical pencil that is nearly empty.

I just need to write my thoughts off of myself. It's been a hard day. For me, atleast. Almost any person that has even a bit of a hard life would probably spit on me. And not spitting like Eminem, but spit. Like the nasty spit to show you don't agree with someone. Or the way the Roman soldiers would spit on the people they just defeated. I think. I assume. Anyways, let me explain what was hard about today.

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Alright let me come back to my words. Today ís a hard day. Or it is weird, at least. Remember what I wrote like... two sentences earlier? Yeah, I was laying in my bed right there. As soon as I finished the last sentence I wrote something came in my room. It made some noise and from that moment on I couldn't do anything, I couldn't see, move, feel. Just think. The next thing I knew was that I got thrown in a cage with wooden bars. And wheels. And in front of the cage were two horses with giant ears. The thing that threw me in the cage walked to the horses, jumped on one of them and then expanded itself so it could sit on both of them. I looked better at it, and I saw it was dripping. As if it was a living liquid. You know the stuff that is inside glow sticks? Yes, that was exactly what it looked like. Green, weird. And extremely radioactive, lol.