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Amputee Frequents Second-Hand Store
August 28, 2003, 9:24 p.m. I had the worst dream last night . . . I was a young girl, about 9 or 10, with short blonde hair and freckles. I felt very fragile and immature. I had an older brother, about 15 or 17, who was, basically, a sociopath. He tried to rape me. In fact, I think he did, but I don’t remember that part. I remember feeling his hands all over me – on my breasts, my belly, my arms . . . around my throat . . . I managed to get away, and I hid in someone’s house, but I knew he would find me again. The dream did really scare me, I just felt sort of resigned to my fate. When he turned up at the house I was hiding in, climbing in through the window, I could feel this evil and malevolence emanating from him. I ran away, but I knew that he’d catch up with me . . . and, oddly enough, that I’d end up barely conscious in a pool of my own blood . . . possibly with a few missing limbs. I really want to see both 28 Days Later and Finding Nemo - they must be the two most disparate movies I’ve wanted to see simultaneously. Oh, and Love's Labour's Lost is one of Shakespeare's crappier plays.
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