donderdag 31 maart 2011

Killers can also lick


Lilly was home alone one night. Her parents were out to a dinner. Lilly was having fun that night an after she took a shower she was going to sleep. She walked downstairs to get a glass of milk when suddenly she hear a strange sound. She got scared and rushed into her bed.
After a few minutes she heard the strange noise again. She got scared and she was to afraid to check what was going on. So she put her hand underneath the bed. That was the place where her dog sleeps. When it’s safe, the dog licked her hand. Her hand was licked so she was a little bit relaxed. But the sound came again and again. And every time she put her hand under the bed, her hand was licked.
After a few times she went out of her bed to look where the strange noise was coming from. It came from the bathroom. She walked to the door and opened it. She was frightened to death. Splashes of blood hung on the wall, drops of blood lay on the ground. In a pool of blood lay her little dog. He was stabbed. Beside her deceased dog was a leaf.  The note said: killers can also lick. 

maandag 14 maart 2011

Sorry that I don't post new posts very often. I just don't know what I have to say. I mean, I used to use my weblog to complain about things in my life. But...  I don't have anything to complain about. At school everything is alright, I've got good grades. I have good friends, I never get bullied, I have the best boyfriend anyone could wish, and so on. And in terms of food everything is alright. I don't care about my weight anymore. I don't mind what we have to dinner. When we eat fries or something I used to think: 'Oh my gosh! What's going on?! I'm so in trouble now!' but now I think: 'Hmm! Fries! Nice! I like that!'
Of course it isn't totally gone. But I can't get better than this. I can't complain. Without any professional help!

Not without help, no! Of course not, but not with professional help. What my has helped me the most are my friends. Without them I would never had come this far. And of course, a big hug to my boyfriend who has been there for me even though I was such a bitch and selfish. And whenever I had a weak moment, he always knew how he would cheer me up.

And of course my friends who I know from the internet. Without there speeches I wouldn't have survived the hardest time. They perfectly know when they had to kick my ass, at those moments I really deserve that.

Thanks for that, girls!