Share a secret..

Warrior Princess~ Did those two girls happen to be your mom and sister? 'Cause that's cheating

Secret: I'm diabetic. I have A.D.D. And (not to be clique) I seriously think I'm going crazy, I'm convinced I'm heading towards the asylum.

^^^NO, actually. I don't even have a sister.

I have a recurring nightmare of being trapped in a zombie-infested maze with only a stick for a weapon. Don't ask me why.

My secret?! >.>

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I'm afraid of ferrets

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I have an addiction to nomnomnoming (biting) things. (My dog, a pillow- usually my arm. it's covered with faint scars, but they've mostly worn off)

I seriously think I'm going crazy, I'm convinced I'm heading towards the asylum.

Dragonet, did you know that if you can think you're crazy, then you're not crazy? Because actual crazy people don't think they're crazy.

My secret:

Two years ago my grandfather died. The secret part is that the day he was going to die, I was feeling very sixk and very miserable. During an early dinner I excused myself and went to my room to sleep (This was a little before four). I fell asleep and at the exact same time my grandfather died, I had a dream that he was standing in the misty looking fog. He smiled at me soflty and then said something. I couldn't hear what he said though. Then he started walking away. I triedcalling out for him, but it was one of those dreams where you can't talk.

Another secret:

I sometimes have dreams that I'm in a graveyard and all the gravestones have these really weird and really ridiculously long names. There's also a whole bunch of stone heads everywhere (I don't know why though) and they were all talking, There are so many of them and all of them are talking at once, so I can never understand what they're saying. I once told my mom about this dream and she said that she dreams the same exact one sometimes.

So overall, I have really really weird dreams.

^ My condolences, fictionfanatic.

Here's an embarrassing secret . . . I have bovinophobia, or whatever it's called. As in, I'm terrified of cows. They're the one animal I simply can't stand to be around.

I tend to judge by default. Especially, especially with books (not as much with people). Like, I judge by the first page, or by the cover. Books with shiny covers get checked out from the library first. Duller covers are generally last. But I try to be open minded. ;D

One weird repeating dream that I have and that I don't really share, is that sometimes in my dreams, a car pulls up in front of my house (with some bad guys in it). I open the door, but it's too late, and either the bad guys get into the house or I end up getting into the car. Sometimes, I end up driving my parent's car (don't have license yet). In my dreams, I'm actually really good at driving cars, and pretty good at parking...that must be a good sign, yes? Haha. I'm just never so good at working the breaks though, and I end up turning around a lot.

I hate in my dreams how I'm always running in slow-mo, and, have you guys ever noticed that whenever you think you're going to 'die' in your dreams, you dream ends? It works that way for me. I dunno.

^It's probably because once you die, you can't do anything anymore, so it would all just be blackness....and that's not dreaming. Haha. But I'm not 100% sure.

Okay, secret:

This may seem very weird and very childish, but I believe in mythical creatures. As in fairies, vampires, goblins, ghosts, monsters, etc.


I have this thing where I way over think things, and so if I watch a scarey movie I really freak myself out. For example, when I watched the movie The Village, I would cry when my parents made me take the trash out at night because I thought the creepy little creature things would be out there. Also, when I watched the movie Taken, I went to bed and started over thinking it and started screaming because I thought someone was going to come in my window, kidnap me, and sell me into prostitution.
(My belief in mythical creatures does not help this...not one bit.)

When I go down the porch steps at night, I'm afraid a hand will shoot out and grab me. I'm also afraid that when I open the trash can lid something will jump out at me (Why it would be in the trash can is beyond me).

Also, when I'm in my room supposed to be asleep but not, I'm afraid to get off of my bed because I think something will come out from under it and grab my legs...after watching lord of the rings, the part where golem bit the dudes finger off, I thought golem was going to come out from under my bed and start gnawing on my legs.





I swear I'm not really crazy. I know it for a fact, because sometimes I think I'm crazy for doing these things.
I just have a really over active imagination

Well this isn't really a secret but I thought I would share it anyway:
I love peacocks!

Me too! I love their feathers! I have a purse with a peacock on it! And a air ribbon wih a peacock feather on it! And a peakcock colored shirt! And a lot more but I don't want to bore you!

Hmmm...let's see...

I HAVE AN OBSESSION WITH SIMS 3!

Biting my fingernails XD

These aren't really secrets either but I thought I would still share them:
-I think Adam Lambert is AWESOME!!!
-I think Altiyan Childs is AWESOME!!! (not quite as much as Adam Lambert, but he's still awesome)
-I love listening to music.
-I HATE (hate is an understatment) Justin Bieber A.K.A Justin Booboo as a teacher at my school calls him.

My secret:
I CAN'T pronounce the letter 'R'. It bugs me.

Okay, I can count on one hand the amout of people I've told this to (obvousily after this I won't be able to anymore) but I have a disorder called ticks (it's nothing to do with your brain, lice, or those little bugs). If you don't know what that is I would advise you to look it up

I was teased for it horribly when I was younger and as I got older I learned to control it better so people didn't think I was quite so weird. It's provoked by different things, depending on the person. For me it's making up stories It's actually provoked by excitement, and there's nothing that excites me more than that. It's been that way since before I can remember.

I sometimes wonder what my life would be like without it because I get my best story ideas while in that state. I can't really explain it, but sometimes I wonder whether it's actually a gift rather than a curse. I've learned to accept it as I got older and it doesn't bother me anymore.

my secret is that ur all gay those secrets suck