JOURNAL ENRTY: THE GIRL WHO COULDNT ESCAPE 2026

 

(It is now May 26th, 2027, at 11:29 p.m., and I am returning to finish this task. During this time away, I slept a great deal, and my kiddos stopped by often. They also took me to Aldi’s and Walmart, which I enjoyed.  Once again, all my food storage is full and now everyone has gone back to work.  I do have imagery in my mind and it’s just one that repeats continually and has not birthed another scene which means I will now have to delve into it and see how it develops over time.  I made sure to eat and drink so that I can stay focused longer.  I am having disbelief that this sequence has been built into what I am journaling now.  The act of completing this writing should have concluded so many times but the next image connects to something written here that I just included.  If this could be wrapped up my stress would be so much lower.)

            The image is in the parking lot at Mac Arthur High School.  I am giving Rose a ride from this school to lunch and then over to Irving High School.  My yellow truck is parked with its nose facing the football field midway down in the closets row to that field.  I am laughing with Rose, and I have my hand on the driver’s side door while she has her hand on the passenger side door and then we hear a bloodcurdling scream.  Rose is the first to dash away from my truck and begin to run down the lane toward the corner of the parking lot which aligns itself with the back practice field.  That shirtless boy has the dark-haired girl by the hair, and he is pounding her with his right fist as hard as he can.  The girl is now down and seems unconscious as she lay there.  Then Rose runs into this boy and pushes him off as best she can with her momentum and the push of her ams.  Other girls have run over from various areas, and they are pushing this shirtless boy and keeping him away from his target as they all are screaming at him.  Then I finally caught up, I had been jogging, confused about what to do and Rose ran faster than I had ever seen her go.  These girls acted like a reaction team and all of them responded.  The possibility of this attack must have been known since all these girls had their car keys through their fingers and held their right hands back like they had strategized an attack.