Gad, today I gave Gretchen a candy bar for Christmas. Her face lit up like a lightbulb or something. I'm really worried about her...I wish I could help her, I really do. I was so close to telling the social worker at school, but I didn't. When she told me about her dream I didn't even know what to say. What would you say if someone said, "I had a dream you killed my father...You ran over him in the grocery truck when he was chasing me, and when I woke up I cried because I wanted it to be true so badly, and I know God will punish me for wanting it to be true". It breaks my heart even more thinking that there's nothing I can do about it. A poor, helpless girl like her shouldn't go throughhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q5yubFAkySwhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q5yubFAkySw. Jeez, the amount of courage she has blows me away. I try and be positive and cheer her up with little things like the Nut Goodie I gave her. And her smile...It hit me. It's like she was a completely different person for a minute there. If she could be that happy, smiling girl I've seen...who knows what would happen.
At the dance, none of the guys knew how to dance...So the girls just did the lindy hop together. Here's a video for all you guys who dont know how to dance:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q5yubFAkySw
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