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This blog is about two people and their dreams, and a place where they can write them down so they wont forget, maybe one day theyll come in handy.

scary monkeys

It was nighttime around 7:00pm when I met some "nice" guys with backpacks at a diner. I left my bag in the table for a second, to go get some napkins. I came back my bag was fine. They said they had to go to the bathroom, but they were coming back so they could meet my other friends because we were all hanging out that night. I waited in my car, and I saw them come back, one of them grabbed my purse again and put a card in it. I was said "heyyy what are you doing with my bag?" They said, they had borrowed my office depot discount card. and infact nothing else was missing. I asked them why didn't they ask me first, they said because they were shy, fair enough i thought. lol. They asked me if i could take them to kingwood college, and i said wait, I thought we were all going to hang out. They said no we have to go now. I told them i had to ask my mom, they said theyd be right back and to call them whenever i knew if i could or not, so they left, i asked my mom, and she said yes. I called the dudes, like 7 times and no answer. So i just went home. Later that night, i was out in the neighborhood with some friends, and there was a bunch of kids out in the street. It was real late. I had my camera with me. When then i saw the guys and they complained to me about how many times they had called me, i didn't care. After that we all kept walking and a swarm of giant beach balls were flooding the streets, I took a picture. Then someone screams MONKEYS!!!! and a ton of little monkeys were everywhere, they were on me, and they were mean, started pulling my hair, I had my camera, and a monkey scratched my lens. I got real mad. Those monkeys were scaryyy. -Lety

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