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"and you had to go and jinx it" commented john, in my last entry.

he couldn't have been more right. living such a sheltered life, i have never seen such brutality or violence. i've never been more scared for dave's life since ... well.. ok.. since the car accident a few weeks ago. i was pretty scared, though.

the most fucked up part was -- i couldn't do anything to help. it's not as if i could have jumped in and kicked the 220lb 6ft guy's ass for him. i would have been tossed out of the way like she was. it's not as if i could have stabbed him with a knife -- i couldn't even make sudden movements for fear that he would do something crazy.

my mind raced. i considered taking out my rage on her... but she was the only one who could possibly neutralize him.

the only thing i could do was keep my mouth shut. well, it was open.. but i kept silent. i could only watch as the scene unfolded in front of me and become more and more angry, frustrated and confused as it went on.

what a night. this appartment is cursed with excitement. OhhhH the stories.

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Posted by Kim @ 02:05 PM PST