In the next few months I will be taking the challenge to travel US on foot. One state, one month, for years. I am trying to find a place where I belong. Now here is what I need you all to help me, What state should I start first? I live in MO.
Sometime soon I'll start blogging about the shit, the great times, and thoughs in my head. Like them, great keep reading. Don't like them, you can fuck off.
In a bus with many other teenagers and my 2 friends. The school was talking about this abandon church in the middle of town so we all talked people into letting us visit it. We all pilled in to the church. The inside looked like a tornado came through the room and blown pieces of dry wall and paper all around the room. One of my friends said she needed to use the rest room, so she took off for the closest one upstairs. Not even 2 minutes later she came rushing down in a panic screaming, "I heard a girl scream in the bathroom upstairs!"
No one believed her, they said she was lying to get attention and went off doing their own stuff. I walked upstairs with my MP3 set on recored. I reached the bathroom, the lights were really dem, dirty yellow peeling painted walls, tan and peeling stalls, the bathroom screamed creepy. I looked out the other end of the bathroom and saw a light shinning against the hallway wall. I started walking closer to the light, telling in my MP3 "I'm climbing up stairs," they were so noisy, and saw the hall has lead me to a bedroom. Navy blue sheets on the bed, gray walls with a white trem, the room looked like it was freshly painted and cleaned.
When I got into the doorway I had this feeling I was being watched. I peered into the room and looked behind me, didn't find a single person. I started walking into the room and felt heavy, like gravity was pushing down harder than normal. Step by step the gravity got heavier, until my knees unbuckled from under me and I slam to the floor as my MP3 player flew out of my hand. Still having that feeling like I was being watched I layed there on the floor for a while trying to find the streanth to get up, but never could find it. I suddenly had the feeling of I should leave the room, I pulled myself to my hands and knees, crawling to my MP3 player, grabbing it then all the gravity suddenly lifted and I finally could get on my feet. I took out running out of the room turning the recorder off.
I reach the group and everyone was asking me whats wrong. I told everyone what happened and they all laughed at me but my 2 friends. My other friend asked me to show her the room where all this happened and I took her to it warning her that something might happen. We reached the room and she was amazed at how clean the room was compaired to the rest of the church. She walked in like it was any other room, I followed her. The gravity didn't push down on us, we didn't feel as if someone was watching us, well she didn't. I told her that I recorded the whole event on my MP3.
We walked out of the room and we started listening to the recording. We listen to me enter the bathroom and hearing scretching screams from a girl. Me walking up the noisy stairs, which she told me she remembers hearing that, then we heard a male voice that made us both jump. "Do not enter" it called out in a calm angry voice. Then there was noises of me walking into the room. "get out.." the male said a few times. Then we heard a loud thump and a tumple, I told her thats where I collapst. She noded then almost screamed. I rewind the recording to hear, "I'll crush you" from the male in an angry voice.
I walked up the the driver and ask who died here. He told me that this church was once owned by a family who lived here in it. One day they were stoned to death.
Stab me in the back, get your spine ripped out.
Break my heart, get your heart ripped to shreds.
Make me cry, get your eyes popped out.
Make my friends or love ones cry, pray you don’t see me standing over you.
I may look like a sweet heart, but I am quite deadly.
Push the right buttons, and you will bleed.
My wings fly high, when its time for you to pay.
When you hold my or my friend's heart, don't fuck it up.
