It's 2:25 am and I've decided to write today's entry. The air conditioning is on but I like it cold so the ceiling fan is on as well. My mattress lies on the ground. The ground is covered in a white carpet. Well now I'm just listing my current environment so I guess I'll include two thin pillows stacked below my head giving it support. Neither pillow is covered by a pillow case. I'm covered in a moderately thick sheet. I usually sleep in only my underwear. Sometimes I'll wear shorts if I may be awoken by another person but that's rare. I used to sleep naked but I learned my lesson from that hence the previous statement. I guess I'll start from my morning again. 

I woke up at 10ish again. After some time in the restroom I went downstairs. There was no one around so I was alone. I drank my smoothie and got into my car. The inside was very hot so I had the air at full blast. On the way to my university I saw a white Corvette. It moved slowly as there was heavy traffic. 

I crashed. It was dark and the rain had left the ground wet. My wheels had lost traction. I kicked out the window and crawled out. My head was spinning and my ear rang out a high pitched noise. The feeling reminded me of my childhood days. I moved around the car inspecting the damage. It was bad. The left side was caved in, several of my wheels were blown out and the whole thing was flipped on its head. I started to hear a cry once the high pitch in my ears began to fade away. I saw on the other side of the road was another vehicle. Did I cause it to skid off the road? My head pounded too forcefully to remember. I walked over to see if they were alright. I saw a head coming out of the windshield. It was on the passenger side. The driver side window was too dark to see through. My hand found the handle to the door at the back. I opened it and out stepped a small boy. He looked up at me and I noticed his left eye had a ruptured blood vessel. The white of his eye was dyed red. I reached out for him but he backed away and ran for the road. I saw head lights traveling far too fast to be able to stop before they would hit the boy. I tried to run but I fell after an intense pain shot from my left ankle. I could only watch as the boy ran to the lane and sat down. He looked at me and smiled.

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I made it to the university. I played pool against the best in the school and lost 0-7 in eight ball. I didn't play badly so I could accept my lost on the chin. I drove back to the house. It was empty as when I had left it. I did my homework and watched a prerecorded movie. I ate chicken I bought at a fast food place and I went to bed. Now I'm here writing this alone in this hollow house. I do hope my left ankle feels better tomorrow.