Well, this is the first entry i'm going to make into this thing...and the only reason I have even created this is because of the events of last night.

Wednesday was my friend's(paul's)brithday, and he had been planning a birthday party for about 2 weeks. I, along with about 15 of my/his other friends were all invited. We had a dance at school Thursday and on Friday we were off(they gave a break since the quarterly assessments were taken all the rest of the week). So after anime club(the club that my history teacher sponsers and I run)and the dance(which i'm in National Junior Honor Society/NJHS, so i had to go to 'support my school and set a good example for other students', *cough* aka, work the soda stand)I went home with my friend scuzie. My mom ended up having to drive us both out to her mom's house though. Anyways, I Thursday night to Friday there, and around 6:30 Friday night her dad came to pick us up.

The party was a lot of fun when i got there, despite the fact we were about an hour late... One of the guys had brought dodgeballs, so we were messing around with them(having mosh pits and chasing people that had them...etc), and a group of boys were playing sonic(yes. With a genesis. I like them. They liked them. Get over it.) We ate a little, sang a little, chatted and messed with the lights(which wouldn't stay off). Someone was trying to tell a story, but he never got very far; we're a fairly loud group.

About an hour later Paul's mom brought out cupcakes(which were fairly good, despite their slightly flat shape...)We munched on them on and off and pretty much finished up the soda, then we played around with the dodgeballs some more.

A little while later I went to go follow Scuzie, because she had ran off with two other of the girls. I walked back over to the house, but they strayed off towards the house next to the one across the street from us. They came back and I heard them talking about spirits, so i went to go see what was up. Apparently they had sensed a spirit(that was *cough cough* bad)in the forest behind the house. They decided to go over there again and investigate. So, being a spiritual as i am, and fairly curious, i went over there with them.

-Now's where I cut out to do a little explaining... My name is Rain, and a while ago I decided that I would like to do some research into wiccans. Since then i have become extremely spiritual, respectful of nature, and i've been working on controlling myself. I not to be judgemental at all, and have no need for ever getting revenge, because it is not right. I will not deny though, that I think about it. Like I said; I'm working on it. The majority of my friends are the same way, rather they are as serious as me about it or not, I don't know, but after last night, I doubt it. My friend Jboy recently had a 'premonition' that showed him and his circle of friends(not including me)standing together, then there was an 'evil' laugh, a flash of light, and darkness. Was it a premonition? Probably not. But whatever, I wasn't in it anyways.-

Anyways, Jboy was practically on his knees begging us to stay away. He kept saying that the area we were in felt just like it did in his premonition. So we left for a little while, but I ended up going back over there with to of the people that were bound and convinced It was an evil spirit. It wasn't until I commented that It was simply old and powerful, not evil, that they said anything about It not being evil. They walked away, but I went over to the house I that I felt it strongest and wished It well.

I went on back over the house, but that wasn't the end of the night. Nope. They couldn't just leave it. I went over there one more time before I promised the Spirit that I would leave Their area.

After that everytime I walked over there I would get dizzy; not a lot, but enough to make me turn around. The closer I got, the dizzier I got, so I stayed near the house, with the guys that had absolutely not clue what was going on.

-Last night I was mainly going to sleep in hopes that the Spirit would contact me through my dreams, but I have realized this morning, through my own logic(give respect were it is due)that it was an unintelligent thing to hope for. Twice I went over to the Spirit area when it was not truely needed, and only once did I apologize. Unfortuanately there is nothing I can really do, but feel bad, because the Spirit is no doubt still off somewhere burning it anger, like I was.-

The first time I went over there was to try to at least get Scuzie back over to the house(I was the only one over there, that knew what was going on, at this point). I asked her what they were doing, and why, and she informed me that they were 'praying for the spirit's safe journey'. aka, they were trying to send Them somewhere. I nearly shouted at her, because they were trying to send It to heaven, which I don't believe in.(I'm sorry to anyone this offends, but I am a firm believer in reincarnation)So to me, this was an aggravating bunch of bull.

-Now honestly, I'm not particularly sure if it was I who was mad at this point, or if it was the Spirit causing my anger, but whatever it was, I was getting angrier by the minute. But it wasn't a firey anger, like I wanted to do anything to stop it(aka, punch, scream, shout)...If there is a better word for it, it was a watery anger. Like I didn't want to do anything to stop them, physically anyways, but I simply wished to remain angered.-

I did not apologize that time.
The second time I went over was to use Scuzie's cell so I could call my mom to go home. By this time this had all been going on for an hour and I was getting extremely aggravated, and had lost all respect for the majority of the people still trying to 'deal' with the Spirit. So I called my mom and told her I wanted to come home, because I was tired. It took a lot of effort to get her to believe me, or at least drop the subject of what was really wrong. That time I apologized and went back over to the house. About five minutes before my mom arrived Paul's parent's came over and told them that they all needed to get back over by the house.
And with that, my mom showed up to get me, we got my things from scuzie's house, and I went home. From there I went to bed. And here we are today.

So, now, I really have nothing to right about, with the exception of some ranting that I'm sure you would rather I would leave out(so I will).
Next time I enter in this it'll probably be a little more about me, and the events of the past week, so be prepared for another long entry.

Gowne,
Rain