it was he night of christmas eve. dark. weird because i walked into mr. stevens' house, which was also dark inside. nobody was home. i perused around and found tables of presents laid out. lots of cookies as well. it was perfect.
i walked along the tables and found the perfect presents for people i hadn't thought of gifts for yet on christmas eve night, namely mother, father, friends. and i got delicious cookies. i picked out the presents, not really thinking much of it. put them all in a nice pile at the end of hte table. headd back to the door, i dont know why, maybe to find something to carry it all out in. then anaoshak walked up to me for some reason and began to interrogate me. what was i doing? why was i here? did i think i was going to get away with it?
he said what he had to and then walked away. i dont know where he came from, why he was there as well, i dont know. it was like 2 am or so on christmas eve and at mr stevens house! what was i doing there! and stealing!
thats when it hit me. i was stealing, and from mr stevens. the only light on in the house was a dim ceiling light in front of the main door. i leaned against the wall with the light and sunk to my knees. i felt so bad. it was a modern looking home with carpeting, nice furniture, and lots of glass looking out to the niehgborhood street and to the backyard. the front looked like what i imagine mr jawor's house to look like, that is looking out from inside. and i remember there was a pool in the back.
i was still regretting what i had done. then i noticed mr stevens was coming back. he was out front coming in. i think someone was with him, maybe his wife, im not sure. i tried to hide but i couldnt think straight, i didnt want to hide, i didnt want to be in this situation. i rushed back to the pile, he walked in
we were all in an old, medieval dungeon looking building. cold, huge stones made up the walls. high cielings. lots of us in a small area inside this huge room. i was trying to do this choreography to a jason mraz song that show choir did but i was still in musical and i didnt really knwo it. then mr meloche came and kept asking me about it and how to do it so that he could teach it. and i told him i wasnt sure and i didnt think it was it. but he kept waiting on me. then finally ramon came and taught me how to do it and michael did it and a huge group of people all came and ramon told michael that he should show us all how it was done because he was really good at it or something. i dont know it was some inside joke. we didnt all do the dance, we were handed these blue packets which suppposedly had kites in them. white kites.
we were unpacking them and the instructor, i dont know who it was, instructed us to write our names on them. i heard daniel going "myyyyy naame is dannnniel loooorey" in a beautiful, extremely mimicable way i capitalized on and soon everyone is the group was saying the same thing in the exact same way. it was spectacular. he was mad at me. many laughed.
meaghan was driving up the side of the castle i think and there were other people in the car but i dont remember who. she had just come back from france and seeing as how i had come back from england, we had a lot to talk about and compare. she had on this windbreaker jacket and like tights or something like that, anyway it was a superweird combination of clothes but all in a really cool, white, red, and blue design. she was wearing the hood. and somehow i ended up sitting on the dashboard in front of her and cut her jacket so she showed a little bit of cleavage and she really liked it. then she jizzed in her pants. jk.
i was back in mr stevens house and i just stood there. he walked around and noticed what i had done, but he was expressionless. i was sorry. he could tell.
i thought out scenarios, obviously he'll forgive me right now and i will be forever indebted to him, or he'll be really angry and press charges or something.
goodnight.
