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ach...i'm trying to write while the lawn mower cools down...it over heats ...i gotta let t cool down...then check the hydrolic oil...then fill the water, THEN put deisle in it... gonk anyway...i've been toying on what to do with this one...but i can't remeber what i decided...so you get what you get..i hope this isn't like all weird or anything...i'm trying to acually finnish this story...so far it's only comming out in bits and peices...and i kinda think it's choppy... crying i'm gratefull that SOMEone will read this and think it's ok enogh to comment on it... neutral

wahmbulance Susan groaned, it felt like someone had hit her on the head with a hammar...oneof those metal ones that weigh a ton. She grogaly opened her eyes... the bed she was in was softer than the bed that the men in monky suits had shoved her into ( she's talking about the hospital bed xp ). The ceiling was light blue. THAT stuck her as odd...she had never woken up to a ceiling that wasn't white...the ceiling in her room was white...and her uncles...and her grandmothers...and any friends house she had spent the night at. She was trying to put more that one thought together (which wasn't working very well) when the door opened. She tilted her head and stared at the door. It looked like a maid.

susan found that she wanted to laugh at the situation...and then she relised she was having one of her spells... whitch was why she was sorta cold...but was fine with it...and that she couldn't think very well, but still noticed the ceiling.

" oh...erm...sorry to disterb you miss...but ah..." the maid stumbled though her words untill she stoped...susan was kinda staring at her. Susan put 2 and 2 together.

" oh...sorry if i...ah...was staring...I do that somethimes..." Susan drifted to a stop. she frowned at the wall and tried to remember why this was so stange....she couldn't quite remember ...like a straw that was Just out of reach. and kept spinning away from her hand when she reached for it, but the curent kept floating it back to her. an image of a cell apered in her mind...and that of a pale young man in a black coat. but she lost the imagees like water from a bucket with a hole. " i'm sorry...but where am i?" she asked the young maid, who was still shifting akwerly in the door way.

the maid shruged. " i'm not sure i'm the one to tell you that....Master might be upset..." again the image of the pale young man. " I should tell him your awake..." she darted out of the chamber before susan could get her slightly numb lipts to speak.

"...Oh great pile of fish guts..." susan was about to meet the 'master of the house ' suan paled (if that was possible during her spells). She just relised, whoever put her in the bed had forgotten to give her PJ's... wahmbulance