Entry No. 13

I woke up this morning in a cold sweat

i look up at my calendar hanging on the wall

the date read 13...

friday the 13th

i gasp in fear

i jump out of bed and into my closet

my breathing starts to slow down and i peak out the closet doors

so far so good i whisper outloud

i take a step out into the open and look around me

nothing but morning sunlight and my Criss Angel Mindfreak soundtrack cd

playing from my boombox

i sit down to think

thank goodness for Criss Angel and his crazy mindfreaks

to guide me through my sorrow and in time of need

on...

friday the 13th.