Joshua is not free today. If he was, then maybe I would be doing something with him at the time. No, instead, some of his family is coming up from New Jersey and he is stuck with them this afternoon and evening.

He's going to call me later on, after eight. Probably closer to nine and such.

So I am working on this really cool short story, but there is one problem with it. It happens to be about a school shooting and I am afraid that if I show it to anyone, then people will think that I am about to kill everyone. But I'm not. I am just writing about something, anything.

I wrote another short story sometime before... Back in April or May, I wrote this story about a depressed girl named Melanie. She was going to commit suicide, but the she ends up not commiting suicide. She has a pretty funky screwy life. Maybe I will put it up here one day or another.

Maybe I can go out to dinner with Ashley or someone. That would be nice.

I think I am having an asthma attack. I am having so much trouble breathing. Why why why???

It started in the shower and that was... almost a half hour ago. O, I am going now.

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