"Hello, anyone out there?" I squint my eyes to see if anyone is around. "Hello?" nothing but the lonely echo returns to me.
All there is a stool in the middle of the empty place. I sit on it and figure there is nothing else for me to do but talk.
"My name is Chelsea. I'm a junior in high school. I rather dislike (and please don't shot me) Rent and Romeo and Juliet. I'm really queer (not the modern form of the word). I love to wear nylon socks, listening to rock music (emo, classic, attentive, and some heavy metal), the feeling of sneezing, watching the history channel, and cream cheese. If I where ever to get a tattoo it would be Van Gogh's The Starry Night on my wrist....ect"
All there is a stool in the middle of the empty place. I sit on it and figure there is nothing else for me to do but talk.
"My name is Chelsea. I'm a junior in high school. I rather dislike (and please don't shot me) Rent and Romeo and Juliet. I'm really queer (not the modern form of the word). I love to wear nylon socks, listening to rock music (emo, classic, attentive, and some heavy metal), the feeling of sneezing, watching the history channel, and cream cheese. If I where ever to get a tattoo it would be Van Gogh's The Starry Night on my wrist....ect"