thinking about the ghosts made. how i claim i've always been depressed since i was kid. is it true. it resonates, but is it true. ma says i was a happy kid. i say ma you just didn't know me. how could a ma not know. maybe i's just making shit up.
s. says about c. in the haunted bungalow, don't know why i made this so dramatic, something touches me, we were close quite some time ago.
something resonates. in a story. it becomes us. we made up ghosts.  
it stopped raining. maybe it's not so bad outside. i'm late. i hope.