Random Thoughts Throughout the Day! Part 1

This is still a work in progress. It is just random thoughts while writing. It is quite amazing how your story ends up going in different directions when you write.  Feel free to comment, and criticize all you like! The children laughed about how this story ended up where it did! Crying faceRolling on the floor laughingOpen-mouthed smile 

Living in the country is different than living in the city. Looking over the mountains you cannot see much except trees and more trees. Scenery in the city is nothing but buildings, and skies nothing much at all. In the morning you can see the sun rise and come up over the mountains, and in the nighttime you can see the sun go down covering the mountains in all its beauty. You can gradually, seeing the sunset which is a beautiful experience and one that lasts forever. Leaving the mountains behind is a hard choice because of the simple origin it has become over the years, and the atmosphere it has on you. Surprises all around you from wildlife, flowers, and fruits you may find. Invigorating smells from the flowers that can be smelled from miles away. Never will you see much beauty as you will in the mountains. In giving yourself to the special moments you will have surrounded by leaves and other things that you would come across in the woods. She knows the older folks that can tell you wonderful stories about how the scenic spots have come about in their small country town. The inner city schools that make sure that their children have a good and never ending education. It is surprising that everyone knows everyone by greeting new people with enthusiasm and welcoming them to the loving community that they live in. What a wonderful place to live out in the country where you have to drive several miles to reach shopping centers or other places like hair salons, electric company, inside yard sales or flea markets that have everything that you need to make your new home livable for your family. In generating income from your home based business it gives you the chance to learn more about the people that you live around and occasionally some that you do not want to know about but separating you from the ones that could do harm to your family.

Literally speaking about the people in this small town it is always fun to think about the different types of people so engulfed in their own little world that they cannot see the other side to anyone’s story. They seem to think that they are energetic to live their life the way that they think they should never thinking that they could be so much more than what their inner minds have to say about the situation at hand even in nurturing their children to reach their full potential by giving them the education and love that they need in this loathing world. Managing to raise their children and keep insisting that they make something of themselves without all of the services that the government has to offer. Instead they trample on every notion to keep the free things in their exciting life because that mean that they do not have to work. Never underestimate the will power of those who think inherently about the things that they do not have to do. Never mind that they have children or responsibilities in their gradually pitiful life. Just because they have everything luxurious in their meaningful life they do not want for inner peace and sustainability within their surroundings. Surely people want more out of their life than to think that their life is nothing more than pills, or other drugs. Eventually this will catch up with them and destroy the never-ending fulfillment of their despicable life on this inherent world of propaganda and trends of the newest models, superstars, and everything else getting in the way of making their life means something. She knows that in leaving their legacy behind for future generations.

Listening to people talk about their life is fun to some degree and eventually they let things out about their life that you would not adherently think about if they had not said anything. Fortunate no one thinks before they speak most of the time they just talk in case someone is listening to what they are saying. It could nevertheless backfire in their face because they could be talking to government people about their life and say something out of tune. Which would leave them scrambling to clean up the mess that they have made. Early one morning she goes to work to hear some stories from associates that do not relate to her in anyway, fashion, or form. Noticing that most of these associates talk about her when in the end she will find out about it anyway because she never suspects the person who tells her what is said about her is giving the person time enough to change her story when confronted. Learning more about the people around you that saying anything exhibits the ability to deceive others in a not so fashionable way  Apparently no one would have thought that she had it in her to act nonetheless in the way that she did comparing her life with others. In the beginning she was well known for making the most of the never ending drama and piling it up on someone else to help her grieving self through the problems that haunt her all the time. Loyalty is something that she does not know much about eventually she will lock herself up in a cabin far away in a well-known place where no one will find her and spend none of the inheritance that she received from dear old dad. In the end of the sorry life she leads she ends up with nothing but solitude of looking at walls and other garbage that has accumulated over the years of her life.

Many people believe that she tends to over exaggerate everything in her life to make up for not doing anything to begin with in her life. Looking back she seemed to be very self-conscious about intending to do something with her life. However, things went wrong somewhere along the line leaving her to wither away with selflessness in her heart. She is only worried about herself and never able to commit to things for a very long amount of time. Meaningful memories surpass through her mind never to evict herself from those memories leaving her in wonderment. Listening to the voices that fill her brain trying to make insightful decisions about what she is thinking and feeling so many thoughts going through her lifeless brain. How to separate the thoughts is one of the biggest questions to advert her attention onto something else before she goes massively insane from the thoughts racing through her mind. Everyone knew that eventually she would go crazy and live her life alone in the cabin in the woods by herself. Instead of making her life what she wanted she listened to stupid people and thought that they were cool to hang around sadly she found out the truth about her so called friends and knew that she had made some bad choices about her mistaken friends. Later on in the year she runs into an ex-boyfriend that say all the right things and leads the loving woman down the wrong road again without warning insisting to put all of her belongings in his name as beneficiary. However, after a few months she decides to not put the items supposedly in his name because he has become a figment assertion of her imagination which does not exist.

Before she has ran into her ex-boyfriend from years ago, and in reporting the interesting news from the past experiences she yearns for something substantial in her life as she lives in the so called cabin in the woods. Throughout the years everyone occasionally ran into her in town as she was shopping for items needed to survive in her cabin in the smoky mountains like bread, rice, beans, potatoes, and other necessities she needed she readily was searching for expensive items that could not be bought yearly because they had to be ordered from Spain and Europe. So it took a while for those items to arrive in the small town. One day she was going to pick up her items and stopped to notice one of her old associates from the firm she had been working at earlier in her late 20’s. Although she could not remember the associate name she remembered her face. The associate yelled “Hey you” how are you doing? It’s been awhile since she worked with her she asked how have you liked living on the country side instead of the city side? She replied doing nothing but enjoying life without the battling and the struggles of breaking your back working all the time for companies who reward people for doing nothing but stealing from them. One of the voices in her mind is saying “Shut-Up” before you say something wrong. She says her goodbye’s and walks away thinking about over kill about the previous company she worked for. Back to never land at her cabin in the woods by herself with no link between the two lives’ that she has led in her pointless reality of solitude. She is once again alone with no one yet again. What does she think about her life now?

Dealing with her emotions and thoughts has been a trying experience but one that she can overcome. The kitchenette shop that she frequently visits has some amazing food and open until nine o’clock in the evening. She sometimes will talk to some of the locals about what there is to do around town. Although most of the things to do involve driving to another place to visit. She has been told that the actuary is a nice place to visit although she can never know the distance if she does not make the effort to go on an outing to another town maybe she would discover things that she did not know about the outlying towns. After dinner she decided to head back to her cabin to desert the people in her mind that keep replaying all the things that she has done wrong in her life. By knowing that other people poke around in her past and oddly enough use it to their advantage to keep her from thinking that they are not the ones hurting her in the other armories and eventually drives her back to the edge of dependency from her sane state of mind. She imagines a life that is free from reassurances from her past knowing that it could possibly kill her because of the outlandish information that she holds close to her heart. Thinking that no one knows where she is at and that at any moment she could go bat crap crazy on someone. Dependent on those who knew her and what type of person she used to be she is reliant to keeping those secrets knotting up in her mind driving her to write about it over and over? “They will kill me if I speak” all over the place.

Documented papers to prove the information that could lead anyone to the whereabouts of where she is staying in the woods. Very seldom does she see anyone coming up her road but in the stillness of the day with the wind blowing a dark Saturn pulls up in her driveway. She scrambles around defenselessly trying to hide all the paperwork and writings around her cabin just in time before someone knocks on the door. Very slowly she looks out the peep hole on the front door to identify a woman that she had met in town. She wanted diversion to make her think that no one was home. She demanded that she opened the door and she wanted answers about why she had been snooping around and vividly asking questions about certain things that she insisted on know the answers too. She just stood at the doorway hoping that the woman would go away. The desire to make things right has turned into a life living away from everyone in the world because of the violent veracious information that she has gathered throughout the intriguing years of snooping around to conclude the details of her findings will the truth be revealed with detailed information of years of theft, cruelty, poor management and many other things or will she die without a word or vulnerability. The length that she has taken to finding the identification of the ones that hurt her so badly seems disheartening to say the least no one can truly know what disaster she has created in her cabin in the woods. Therefore, no one will ever know the truth about the violent crazy woman who lives there by herself.

The sign are there in the midst of the woods when anything could go wrong at any moment she is going to snap more and more thoughts clouding her mind and what does it mean when people start to go missing people that she knows. Yelling and screaming but no one hears to the cries of what the woman is doing to the people who went for a quiet adventure through the woods. In the cellar of her home mom and dad of the child in the bedroom locked up missing her parent’s heaven knows what happening to the young girl’s parents. She does not have time to think about the crazy woman who is holding her parents hostage. any moment the woman is going to bring her dinner mainly to check to make sure she is not doing anything like sending a message to passer buyers that you might see out the cracks of the windows in the top of the cabin is a nook that the woman is aboding the child while her parents are three rooms below. Meaningless cries from the parents for the woman to move them closer to their children to make sure they are okay. You never know how someone will react to certain things the woman seems like she has been through a lot but anything you say makes her repeat the same thing. More people will die whether you like it or not. Again More people will die whether you like it or not. After years of not being noticed for promotions all of the theft, blackmail, letters, corruption, and no one noticed a think about the crazy woman who moved to the main cabin in the woods. How crazy is she will you find out? 

Somewhere in the midst of everything that has happened she actually enjoyed time by herself. The parents and children returned finally to their own homes after being held for months and abducted by the crazy woman in the woods and they will hold this experience close to their heart. It was sad to see that happen to such good people and the aggravation of all the things that happened in the riveting night. It is said that the woman in the apartment down the road had seen the woman that hides herself in the cabin most of the time except during shopping time when she heads down into town to acquire the goods necessary to making it through the real bad winter that the mountains have this time of year. Another few months have gone by and the woman holds anyone that comes to her door for quite some until she is ready to let them go. it is amazing that the people have made it out of there retain their bad experience instead of telling the actions of what the woman did to them while holding them hostage for months on end. It is surprising that they were able to go back to the actions of their life without the drama and rational expressions of their ordeal with her anguished over the disappearance of one of her heavenly good friends. She finds herself in the solitude that led her to the cabin in the woods amazing enough everyone thought that she really did not have anyone in her life until!


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