Yesterday we met up at the church building with some other teenagers at church and road in the church van to a ranch for a hayride.I didn't want my dad and brother to go because I knew my brother would embarass me and I feel I'm too dependant on my parents--when the time comes that I'll need to leave them for college and stuff I'll need to learn to do things on my own. But I suppose it all turned out good in the end and I'm glad they came (my dad and brother road in the suberban behind the church van).

So on the way to the hayride there was lots of talk in the van by the other teenagers, but as always I said nothing. I'm not much of a talker and I'm very shy. I'm trying to become more of a risk taker and more of a talker but no such luck yet.

After about thirty minutes or so (it seemed longer) we arrived at the ranch. My first thought was that it looked like a bar, with it's neon "OPEN" sign on the front. Apparently the other kids thought this too and joked about it. We went inside to pay six dollars admission and went outside. When everyone had their bathroom break (took forever because the long line) we went out to the tractor with bales of hay inside. We got on and it took us to the other side of the field where a barn was. In the front of the barn was a grim reaper decoration thingy and a looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong line of people--it was a haunted house. It was starting to get cold by then and you could see our breath in the air. During the wait in line, I talked with fellow church members and felt as if I was finally being social and not the closed-up goth who constantly thinks of death and being alone. From inside the barn we could hear chainsaws and screams.

It took, like, thirty minutes for us to reach the front of the line. The lady said only three or four at a time could go in. She sent me, and two girls named Bren and Macy in. We ran inside, following the arrows on the black wall. The lights were blindingly flashing and I wondered if I stared at them long enough I could get a seizure. I closed my eyes most of the time as we ran through the place, screaming as mummies, zombies, and skeletons grabbed us and followed us. Bren hung on to me and I hung on to Macy as we ran through the haunted house. It felt so surreal and even though I was scared out of my wits I was loving it. We finally saw the exit but as we were about to head out a chainsaw suddenly turned on behind us and we saw a man holding it heading to us. We screamed louder and ran out.

I saw the people standing in line waiting to go inside and knew they had no idea what was in store for them. As Macy, Bren, and I stood outside talking about how freaked out we had been, the boys ran out, out of breath. They admitted they did not want to go back in anytime soon and I knew they had gotten scared even though they had acted like they wouldn't be while we had been waiting.

When all of us had gone through, we got back on the hayride and rode back down the field. Bren and Macy decided to go through the corn maze. I wanted to, but I didn't want to be separated from the rest of the group and I was getting hungry. So I decided to follow the others back to the restraunt place where we had payed admission. My dad bought my brother and I a hamburger and fries--it tasted great!

Even though we didn't get to do all the things, at least I got to be around kids my age, and got to go in a the coolest haunted house ever. I can't accuratly remember if I've been in one before, but I know it was definatly the best one.

As for today, after church we bought lots and lots of food for when Mamaw and Papaw come here. I can't wait--I've grown up most my life without a grandmother and I've seen her few times. I know I'm past them, but I'm glad I can now catch up on my kid years.

I need to be more active in my blog posts. And I cannot believe that after two years I'm only a levelseven. Maybe I need to be on more....Captain Obvious saves the day!

I don't guess I'll be on much anyway because my grandparents are visiting. They'll be here Tuesday and stay for about a week or so. The reason I won't be on much is because my grandmother strongly disaproves of me being on the internet. But I don't give out my info and no one can reach through the glass and strangle me or anything. So I'm safer on here than going out into a city where someone can beat me or rape me. No one can touch me on here.

Wow....That was depressing. LOL