||[Oct. 13th, 2004|07:56 pm]
I was running away from someone - everyone. I locked myself in a public bathroom, and sat down on a ledge. I heard a sound and walked over to one of the stalls and there was this little girl, covered in cuts and bruises. She was so skeletal. All her bones were poking out of her skin, which was so thin i could see all her tiny blue and purple veins. She had such a old presence, but she was so young. She could hardly walk, but she came and stood in front of me, with her hands outstretched and just looked at me.
Just looked at me, into my eyes, pleading for something.
I wanted her to go away.
I woke up.