Where are you? Please don't kill me in my sleep...

I had an imaginary friend lately , his name is Tommy . Got kinda real today , he stole my cards . Jeremy , Yvonne and i were playing poker , altogether there were 52. Then we gave out , there was an extra , after 5 mins , when we gave out again , there was no extra , it added up to 17 17 17 , which is , erm no wait im confused . All i know is from odd , it became even . I was on a wining streak , then i kept losing . Yes it must be Tommy . During school Tommy followed me everywhere . I told my friends about it , and they were like , hey don't play this type of thing . Later become real , and i thought hey its for fun . Now it's starting to freak me out . LOL! Every night , since Tommy , the house above me keeps making noises , like bam bam bam ! and kids running . Funny thing is , no one is living upstairs . Uh , maybe im psyching myself out . Oh well , gonna have a long day tomorrow , GOTS TO GO ! :D bye .

Cheryl
Fifteen.
I like bright neon colours and city highways filled with red cars, rainy sunday afternoons, popcorn and choochoo trains. I'd watch Disney Channel every hour of the day if I could. Dum dee dum , well okay , im a superhero and i will save the world ! ( hah! like as if you would believe me ) British guys and their accent are hot ! && I have facebook/myspace , ask me for it if ya wanna know .