Tomorrow's my last day of that church thing. It' sreally gotten better. There are these few kids that I cant stand, but I've gotten along with all the teen helper ppls and sort of made new friends and hung out with old ones. Me and Coco started writing a story today, which I need to work on. Last night was soooo weird. Mel and I were spending the night at cocos and we were in the fort. Mel was trying to do a spoogie and was sitting at the table with this tea light candle. She was burning paper in it and kept blowing on it so it got bigger. It got like 3 inches high so coco told mel to put it out, but she wouldn't. Coco grabbed this 3 year old bottle of club soda and poured it on the tea light and there was this crackling noise. The flame went like 3 feet high and 1 fot wide. Mel screamed and jumped back out of her seat. I was sitting in the back of the closet in a bean bag chair when it went up and my eyes grew like 10 sizes. I sseriously thought we were gonna get trapped and die....or busted by marylou...either way we'd be dead. Coco was all startled so she swung her arm atr it and all this stuff went flying. The fire went out and the chair fell over. That was one of the scariest things in my life. Right after it went out it was silent and I started cracking up for no reason. I was laughing so hard I nearly pissed my pants. I can tell u they are never lighting fires in the basement again. Me and mel slept in the guest room and coco woke us up in the morning. She had to get her picture taken for her passport, and we were supposed to leave...but she told us to stay. Well me and mel were makin dollz for our story and we hear a car. Coco and marylou are back and we havent left yet. so we wisper to coco down stairs who gets pissed. She runs downstairs yelling and running in circles with logan chasing her. Me and mel run downstairs to the front door and its locked. we unlocked it and ran out. We duidnt get caught but it was close. It's been 2 weeks and pretty boring w/ no1 here....well most of time. I'm going 2 b at my dads.