I'm alone at home.
Milo refuses to eat her food or enter the study room
and keeps whinning.
Right now, I'm scared our of my wits cos of that dream.
I know God will protect me,
it's just,
not me.
To be alone on a Saturday night.
With Milo whinning,
refusing to go 5inches away from the door.
The main entrance.

I know I said something wrong to him.
And I know it hurts.
But, I don't know if he wants to speak to me, ever.
I just read the Tenth Circle and,
the girl said, as her dad wiped her tears,
" Don't wipe away my feelings."
She is so cool.
But anyway,
I'm going to witness to Estelle and another girl.
Or guy, this week.
I'm going to spend 10minutes praying for
specific friends and relatives.
I'm going to write one paragraph of
two different people who brought me to Christ.
On the account that I backslided.

I can still recall the doll.
And seriously, I don't intend to sleep by myself tonight.
Right now, I want a shoulder of a friend to lean on.
But, I'm alone at home.
I think I'll read the bible.
Hahas. I'm so emotionless for this post.
If you want to know my dream,
read my earlier post(:
That smile, was not forced.
It wasn't full force smile either.

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