Awesomely Modest

I was walking down a street with my friends when some tiny little kids in greaser clothes biked up to us (pedal bikes of assorted types). They started teasing us and saying how cool their bikes were, that it was the next big thing. We laughed them off and they started advancing on us. I grabbed one of them and lifted him by his shirt, and dropped him by my side. Another big one started yelling at us.

Later on, I was in my room and was told that the big guy had told on us to someone, that we had fish in our pants and started beating them with fish.

It felt like there were more than just this one, but anyways.

I was a little girl at a church, in line with a bunch of people with a string lining against the wall. The room we were in was stone and well lit somehow The string was a lifeline dealy. It hand a little number, and a pen or something attached for each person in line. When you died your number would be moved up to the end of the string. After standing in line with our numbers, we had to register something with another guy who would freak out if we weren’t it order. I asked him to answer a question honestly while looking into my eyes, and all of a sudden I’m out on the ocean with him and some other girl. Doing whatever it was that our money was going towards. It was supposed to be the artic, and I took a little container and swiped it through the water. He told me in a condescending voice that if I touch the water, I’ll freeze my hand. I told him I understood in an equally condescending voice and then he was confused by movement near us. It wasn’t a whale, which is why he was so confused. It was a shark, and we were nowhere near the arctic. It was a great white shark, and it was coming towards the boat. He freaked out and started steering the boat away, the girl and I staid colm, and he eventually fellout of the boat. The sark went after him, but the boat started spinnning aronud underwater until we decided to lean back. When we got back to shore the other girl got onto a schoolbus, and I staid on a sidewalk and enjoyed the beach. I have no clue what the scam this guy was pulling was, but I called his ass on it.

I went to what was now Bell Vending afew timest rying to get tem to let us stock machines. he never seemed to like the idea. one night i found a poson flower,and gave it to my alligator friend to give to the owner. The lawyer I had with me was giving thge owner hell, and my alligator friend arranged 2 sunglasses on a piece of paper to looklike a buterfl like in short circuit. The owner couldn’t guess. It turned out taht the owner did no work, had no family , and was embezzeling money, and when we found out he tried to kill us. I was nover able to find out who he inherited/bought the company from.

I was working at my old job, and had found out something one of the guys there had done, it was causing him a lot of stress that I knew this. His wife sent me a message with a pyicture of a nice wide lens and said something about my getting it if I stay quiet. I talked with the guy in the hallway of my house, next to teh upstairs bathroom, and he started having problems, he fell to the ground and I tried making sure he was oka. He wasnt’ responding, but he was still breathing, and eventually started mentining that I was a great interview when I first came to the company.

I then went to their house with his wife and I think my mom, not sure. I played a quick throw of a dart on their dartboard and hit the table holding the game. Telling his wife that I hadn’t practiced copoeira as much as I’ve wanted to.

Then I was out in sortof multi-terrain area, swamp, a big muddy hill, and some dry rock. Iclimbed the hill tolook around. The guy showed up here asd started climbing, mentining how much he disliked the muddy areas. There were snakes, fish, and alligators in this place, I’d walk around them and avoid the alligators. Until he came, they weres’nt moving around very much. He mentioning my interview again, and I ran down the hill away from some of the animals in the ground, the foot of water at the base of the hill was just bad and I tried finding a dry spot, forgetting about the dry rocks. I stood on a log and saw some snakes following me around, and then remembered the dry rock and ran to it, stomping muck off my shoes and pants.

JoAnn had taken my car, because moms car had flat and missing tires. I was out in the driveway when mom and dad came home in dads car. There was a 256-colour digital bat in the yard which my parents wanted dead. I yelled ath them and told them not to shoot it. Then, just as mom was about to let up, 4 more bats started showing up in a straight line doing the same things as the original, these new ones were much more pixelized. Mom said to shoot them, and some guy did. They all stopped moving, and I got pissed at mom. Then a real bat flew down the street and perched on a branch over our driveway. Mom wanted the guy to shoot it, too, but I got pissed again. I thought it was strange that just as I was thinking “Bats are beautiful creatures” mom actually said it. I got my camera out and zoomed in on it speading its wings open, and got a weird picture of it taking off. It was flying at me, and I took a picture and got it’s face. It kept coming after me and I backed up all the way to the front door. It swooped at me, then landed on the ground and came after me. I kicked it away fairly hard, and it came at me again and I kicked it again. The picture on myc amera looked like an angry gorilla face coming at me.