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bats

Sun Apr 12, 2009, 6:34 PM
  • Listening to: dirty projectors
when i lived in this house and i was 7 or 8. a bat got loose in the attic and was flying around. the upstairs hallway was abnormally long and the bat was going nuts. my parents eventually caught it, but me and my brothers slept through it all. in the morning my parents asked how i slept and i told them i had a dream about a bird kissing me on the top of my head.

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:iconnicktassone:
i got BATS on ma BRAIN!
:iconsatah:
when i was really young, there was a hole in the ceiling of my room, and so all the creepy-crawlies from the attic would always somehow end up with me. i had dozens of bats fly in circles around my bed. they didn`t scare me, i just thought they were cool.

what scared me were the pigeons. there were so many pigeons in my attic, and they all have glowing red eyes, and make evil cooing-pigeon-noises.

i do not trust pigeons.

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i wish that the library were open all night, because i like being there.
:iconbarechestedboys:
yeah pigeons are creepy. they seem to dive bomb me whrn i'm walking in town

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:iconsatah:
yeah... i don`t trust them.

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i wish that the library were open all night, because i like being there.
:iconinthevault:
wow! that is eerie. you had a dreamy childhood. that house kills me every time i see it.
:iconjessicasea:
when i was in seventh grade, we had to do a fake product advertisement for my english class and i made up a product called BAT B GONE. it was an aerosol spray designed to keep bats away from your camp site. the tagline was "bats r bad. minks r good." i don't know what that even means.
:iconlizole:
I love the story!

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:iconbortevekk:
a year ago we had a bat crawling into our attic and my mom screamed. it was really cute and in the end i think my dad scared it so it crawled back out. i like your dream, beautiful.

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