June 1, 2016

I had just dyed my hair purple and was going to wash my hair for the first time since. My dad kept saying how I still needed to rinse it out as I walked into the shower.

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We started the Michael Jackson music video when I asked, “Are we going to split up again?” Apparently trouble tends to come for us whenever music is played in these parts of the woods and the last time the three of us were here, my brother, his wife, and I ended up running in separate directions. “I want to go to Newark this time” my brother said as we saw the headlights from a truck trailing our steps. “Are we really going to race a truck?” I asked as we started to run.

Day broke as we ran down a small hill and straight towards someone’s house. The front door was unlocked so we welcomed ourselves in hopes that we would throw off our pursuer. “Mom, I’m home!” I called out, pretending to be the hypothetical son in this stranger’s house. We individually scurried up and down the stairs in an attempt to find a good hiding place. The house was well carpeted with a soft touch. After walking through the child’s bedroom, I settled for a closet under the stairs in a narrow hallway. The thought “The Pope foresaw 2018″ suddenly came into mind.