What TF Is Going On?!!!

St. Catherines Halloween part is tonight and I have nothing to wear! Usually,I would not attend anything with anyone that lives in this town but I need to get out and do something to take my mind off of the stress in my life. I know the perfect place to go. There is this little costume shop, called Occasions, about three miles outside of town that always has the cutest halloween costumes. So, as I am grabbing my purse and getting in my car and what not, I look out of my window and see that there is a strange man sitting next to the bus terminal reading peoples hands. Hmmmm, Ive always wanted some old lady with a nose piercing and turban on her head to tell me what my future would be like. You know, like the same stuff you see in the movies but a little less dramatic. Anyways I made in to Occasions and picked out the cutest costume. Im a going to be a sexy bumble bee. The costume even has wings!!!! I am going to be in that party like..BUZZ BUZZ B*$@HES!!! After making it home thirty minutes before the party, I was able to get dressed and be out of my house an hour after it began which is all good because I really have no need to be on time. Its not like I talk to any of the people that will be there anyways. Im here and it actually is not that bad. I said hi to a couple of people as I made my way over to the drink table. I thought this was an adult party. Where the Booze at Bruh?! Damn, I came here to relieve some stress and all the have is some damn punch. Well its what ever. Ill just grab a cup of this punch. Im drinking this punch and I start feeling real funny. After one cup I begin to lean to the left and tint to the right and my body is just not controlling itself. AYEEEE! This is what I came here for...I say its time for more punch. So, I get one more, then another, then another. Two o'clock in the morning rolls around and I realized I have had almost eight cups of punch! Im drunk as hell! Leaving the party I yell "Its time for me to leave and explore the world!", not knowing where I am headed. Walking down the street I see the strange man still sitting at the bus terminal. Im about to ask him to read my hand. I mean its not often that you can get your future told to you for free. Usually they want some kind of money. But he agreed to read my palm. As he is touching my hand his body begins to shake out of control and the grip he has on my wrist gets tighter and tighter. HOLD UP! I am drunk out of my mind right now so I am slightly confused about whats going on but I still realize that something is not ok. I snatched my wrist away so fast and began to run. Im running as fast as I can to get home when I trip in a puddle, fall down and hit my head on the side walk. That is all I remember before blacking out. It is the morning of the next day and waking up is horrifying. I wake up in my bed,  tucked in very nicely, there are bandages around my head and my pillow is lifted. Now, i know that I did not do this last night but who did? Damn, I have a massive migraine and it heels like my head is about to explode. I can hear my shower running and then it cuts off. I am scared as hell. What Tf is going on?! Who is in my house? How did I get home last night? The bathroom door opens and I begin to hear footsteps. Damn I hope Im not about to be murdered because that would suck. I see a shadow about to turn the corner and all of a sudden this really hot, Calvin Klein Underwear model type guy, comes out of nowhere. Am I dreaming?!

Looking For A Way Out

I feel so disconnected from the world. Experiencing the same things week after week after week is such a bored and tiring lifestyle. Waking up Saturday morning to rain and grey sky doesn't exactly set an exciting mood for someone as young as I. Tonight I have to work. Cant wait for all those tired ass old men to come in and make my job a lot harder than it has to be. Older men want to talk and have conversation and find out your life goals and all that shit. In my mind the reoccurring question of "Does he want a lap dance or not" will not go away. After entertaining the conversation he finally pull out one, not two, not three but one five dollar bill, gives me a wink of his eye and says "theres more where that came from". After that a thug came in. Dressed in these baggy jeans, a wrinkled white tee shirt, and a pair of dirty old tennis shoes. His swag was very outdated, if I ever remember dirty clothes being popular. One of the boys in this group of thugs comes in every Saturday night with little to no money and tries to get at me. This is when I hide. I do not even want them to know I am here. I just wait for the bouncer to throw him out. Tonight was slow so, I decided to leave early. As Im in the back gathering my things I hear a knock on the dressing room. "Who is it?" I asked. "Its the bouncer, I noticed some guy starring at your featured photo earlier so just watch out as you are on your way home", said the bouncer. Hmmmm, how strange, I thought but its whatever. I continued to put my things away. As I walked out I decided to stop and take a look at my picture on the "Tonights Ladies" wall. Looking at myself I can not help but shed a tear or two. In this photo I see someone I never wanted to be. Not in a million years. When people look at this they see a young girl who is consumed by men, money and probably even drugs. That is not who I am and surely not who I want to become. I know that I am in school and am only stripping for a little cash on the side but others do not. I left, the club with these thoughts in my head. It was especially dark outside tonight. Walking in the door of my home and noticing that the power had gone out I just take off my clothes and get in bed. A good nights rest would do me well. Falling asleep I start to dream of moving to a big city with Oliver. I can feel the huge smile across my face as Im asleep. Unfortunately, the nightmare beings, once again, as I wake up Sunday morning.