If I Had A Diary.... 11th October 2012 I just have no motivation. I feel like my little world is crumbling. Im not wanted at my job, being forced out because Im ill. I didn't get the new job I wanted. I miss my friends from uni but living the opposite end of the country means we can not speak that much I want girly night and chick flicks, popcorn and gossip. Makeup and facials. I miss it all. P is great, but nothing beats those girly times, and knowing I could have been having it if my friend had been able to have me stop the week makes this even harder.

If I Had A Diary...... 7th October 2012 So today was one of those extremely tired days. I went to visit P but fell asleep on his sofa for over an hour! It is such a good job he loves me I think anyone else would be pissed if you turned up to see them and slept instead. This is the one thing I hate about being ill, the extreme tiredness. It is my sisters birthday tomorrow so I have wrapped her present and blown up balloons and made a card. All fun. Mood wise I am indifferent to everything. I think Im at a part of my #life where I can make a change and hope it will get better, or plod along with that comfort of a safety blanket #life, what you know is good, the unknown is scary. I think Im picking the scary route, Im looking at if it is possible to go back to uni and do a new degree (and maybe finish it this time) Love me Xx

If I Had A Diary.... 5th October 2012 I felt happier today after my wobbly day yesterday my mood had improved. Obviously its true what they say, a problem shared is a problem halved. At work, they still want to reduce my contracted hours and move me because I'm ill, but I'm determined to show them wrong by working long hards days and getting everything done that I need to. Does anyone else talk to their ex? Their first love and wonder what if? I have been the last few ays. But then I always remember what a dick he was how he made me feel and how happy I am I now have P in my. #life. He makes the bad times good and the good times great. Xx

The Town Forest #7 There was a growling, it seemed to come from every direction. Lexi sat in a crumpled heap on the floor as silent tears strolled down her face. She knew it was coming closer and closer. The terror was mounting inside of her, as she turned her head, she saw it. It was defiantly a man, but like no man she had ever seen before. His arms were longer almost dragging along the floor, he was skeletal but alert. The darkness didn't bother him at all. It scared her to think her own senses were useless against this creature. She was being dragged backwards along the floor, screaming and kicking she tried to do anything to stop it but it wasn't working, as she opened her eyes she saw the creature was in front of her. One thought crossed her mind. 'Oh god please don't let there be more then one of these things'

The Town Forest. #6 She had no idea how deep she had got into the forest, every tree looked the same, it was so dark, cold and eerie, there was no way of telling if she was going right, left, forwards or backwards. The deeper she got the more she sensed something was shadowing her. She span on her heels peering through the darkness, was there something there? She couldn't be certain. She tried to calm herself but her heart was racing. Adrenalin pumping she started to run, it was then she heard the distinct noise of twigs snapping behind her. She dared to look behind. What she saw chilled her, to her very core, she fell to the ground and tried to clamber back to her feet, all the time seeing the shadowy figure edging closer. It was tall, skeletal, and creeping in its movements, it was gathering momentum. Lexi summoned all her strength and struggled to her feet, the time she spent shocked and glued to the floor, the creature got closer. She was panicking, running in any direction, she had no idea where she was going, she knew she had dropped and left her bag by the creature somewhere, and so there was no hope of calling for help. She just had to hope she reached a road, and soon. ~*~ She stood in the darkness not knowing what to do. She looked dishevelled, her chestnut hair ragged and out of place, debris and rips on her clothing, her bag lying on the floor somewhere in the darkened forest behind her. A road lay in front of her, go left or right? The road split the forest in two, all she knew was she was not going back into the forest.