It's really really late, and I'm at Cori's house. Cori, Stephanie, Lane...everyone in the house is asleep. I wish I was.
I couldn't sleep. Worse than regular insomnia, I am creeped out. I am *totally* on edge. God, I am such an idiot. I have absolutely no reason to be afraid. But my heart is beating a mile a minute. So I'm upstairs, at Cori's computer. I turned all the lights on. I thought I could calm down if I could just talk to someone online. Anyone. But AOL doesn't have that "Find Random Chat" thing that ICQ has, and I don't have Cori's ICQ password. Oh, the irony.
The only person on AIM is "thaminder." I don't know him, and he has an away message on. God, I am so afraid. I thought getting online would calm me down. I mean, I've stayed up typing and surfing until 6 AM before and never gotten creeped out. But that was in my own house, with my dog and my family...And I wasn't watching Urban Legend or reading Fear Street. That's right, I read an entire Fear Street book cover to cover. Like I said, I am an idiot. I should have stuck to reading Cori's teen magazines or something. God I am so freaked out. I keep thinking I hear footsteps...
Please, if you are reading this, and it's still today - did that make sense - get on AIM right now. Cori's sn is AhFluty1. I don't care if I don't know you, just please, I'm begging you, talk to me before I scare myself anymore.
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