it was a beautiful day, but dark clouds appeared in the distance at 5:45, at 6:00 they were directly overhead and the wind was blowing, kinda creepy...
Me and my friend went to an Indian burial ground near our houses. We figured at 6pm if anything was gonna happen it would happen there. To bad nothing happened....
It's an island in the middle of the river in my town. It's a monument for the epic battle between two Amerindians. I figured out that if it was my time to go, this would be the most badass place to die.
It was actually fucking hard to reach it since the current was strong and the water was soooo cold.
i was sitting in a lawn chair on my dock with a friend. perfect night, around 70, bluebird, slight breeze. had a small party at my house later that night, since it was only a 6pm.
high as all hell sitting in a car driving up north. at 6 an ambulance passes us we saw it like 3 miles up the road in a church... i got a little nervious
i bet there were pale girls wearing black makeup, with voices way too deep for a girl, cutting themselves and talking about how excited they were to go to hell.