12/16/23 9:00 pm

   I'm back. Just needed a breather, remembering hurts a little. Maybe you've already guessed the punch line? Yeah. I died in that car crash. But more on that in a few, here's more of the story:

   I woke up in a haze. Huh, I thought. The ceiling I was staring at wasn't my room ceiling. It was a chalky blueish color. I wasn't in my own bed, and what the...? I sat up. I was in a pale purple dress, holding a bouquet of red roses. "Okay, Maci, ha ha. Nice prank. I'm so not laughing." I thought she had moved me to her friend's house again to prank me. Then, I looked around. There were a TON of people staring at me, all in black, with roses everywhere. I started to get a little creeped out... I wondered what I was sitting on. I looked down. It was casket! I was sitting in a COFFIN!!!
    Suddenly, all the images rushed back to me. The car crash, blacking out, all the fuzzy lights, the warmth, and finally, the cold, black, nothing. Someone in the crowd gasped as I stumbled to get out of the coffin. I was in a freaking funeral home! I looked around a bit more. Alex was in the casket next to me, just playing with her roses, not caring that she was in a pastel pink dress, almost girlie enough for me to laugh and point, despite the situation. Heh. I went over and stood over her. "Um, Alex?" "Yeah, Sammi?" "You. Are. Sitting. In. A. Freaking. Coffin. Playing. With. Flowers. I THINK WE HAVE AN ISSUE!!!" She rolled her eyes at me. "Sammi, this isn't my first time waking up. I just decided to fake sleeping still. They would FREAK if they knew we were," she whispered, "you know, UNdead?" I screamed. I couldn't take it anymore! "UNDEAD? WHAT DO YOU MEAN, UNDEAD? I DIDN'T KNOW I DIED!!!!!!" Then conveniently, I blacked out. Yeah, I actually blacked out, for the second time in however many days.
   
  I woke up for the SECOND time in a strange room in who knows how many days. I looked around, checking for any people who might be about to collapse with hysterics or something. There were none, thank goodness. I was all by myself, in what appeared to be some kind of hotel room.
   I was lying in a queen size bed that was still made, I was on top of the comforter. The giant TV thing that's normally on top of the dresser was there as well. All in all, it looked like I had been left in a pre-paid hotel room. Hmmm... This was strange. I got out of bed, and almost knocked over a chair with some fresh clothes, that looked to be from my room, and a note on it.
    
     " Dear Sammi," it read, "Sorry for giving you such a fright at the funeral home. You died in the car crash. So did Alex. When you died, it made me wonder why I never did more than say hi or something like that. I guess this is a second chance for me, your undeath. You're going to see a lot more of me, and I'll try to be a better friend to you. Anyways, your sister smuggled some clothes to me out of your closet. I went and got your driver's license finalized, and I arranged for a debit card to be sent to you. There is a list of apartments that you and Alex will need to choose from as soon as you can check your email. I hope this helps.

                  A friend"

    I got down to business. I put on the clothes, and went over to the in-room laptop. Hey, that's my laptop! He/she must have smuggled it in here while I was knocked out. I opened my baby up, turned her on, and was instantly comforted by the bright glow of technology.
    First things first. I checked my email. A list of three little apartments was at the top. I clicked "open", and started paging through them. The first one was all the way downtown Atlanta. No, thank you. I'm a dead sixteen year old, not an idiot. The second was on the outskirts of Acworth, close to where I originally lived. Hmm, might be good to stay in the neighborhood. A place called Cherokee Summits was the third complex. It was town homes, but that would work too. I clicked on it to get a better look.
   It was a sweet little town home, two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a full size kitchen with and island in the middle, and a bar on the side. I sent the link to Alex through email, only hoping that the mysterious person had left her some stuff as well. *BINK* The "you have email" signal appeared on my screen.
     Alex had just emailed me! Good, she was awake too! Her email read "Hey Sammi. Get a load of this! Some stranger left me a note in my room, with some clothes from my house. I guess we DIED in that car crash after all. Huh. Can you believe it? We're UNDEAD!!! This is gonna be soo cool! So, the person left me a list of apartments, and I want the town home in Cherokee Summits! I love it, it's so cute!"
     I quickly typed back a reply. " Dear Alex. What hotel room are you in? I'm in 124. Come over here!" I sent it, and waited a second for her reply. It never came. Uh-oh, what happened?
     "Augh!" A knock sounded on the door, and I jumped two feet in the air... I looked through the little peep hole thingy. Dang, I was jumpy! It was just Alex... I opened the door.
"Alex, you scared the crud out of me!!!" I squealed at her. "Sorry, didn't mean to. You DID say come over, so don't blame me..." "Good point. So, it's decided. We're getting the Cherokee Summits one?" I asked hopefully. "Um, duh! Isn't the one I said I liked?" She always had had that attitude... I guess being dead, pardon me, UNdead, didn't change too much... Thank god. Any more weirdness and I was gonna check into a mental institution.
   We walked out the door to go get breakfast. Mmmm, the sweet smell of pancakes and hot syrup filled the cafeteria. Or whatever it was. We walked towards the buffet line. I saw toast, scrambled eggs, and all sorts of delicious breakfast foods! We collected our plates. Alex got her normal breakfast, which was cheerios with, like, a pound of sugar in a Ziploc bag, no milk. I just grabbed a yogurt with peaches at the bottom and a Dr. Pepper. I HAVE to have a Dr. Pepper to wake up in the mornings. I HAVE to!
   We grabbed a table next to a window. I noticed that I couldn't feel the warmth of the sun. That was weird. I opened my mouth to ask Alex if she could. She beat me to it. "Hey, Sammi, can you feel the sun? I can't... This is really weird." "Maybe it's just a side effect of being- you know," I whispered, "undead." She gasped. "Oh my gosh. You're right!" We agreed that this was too creepy.
    After that, neither of us was very hungry. "Hey, Alex, let's go grab our stuff and head out to go apartment shopping, sound good?" "Yeah, sure. The sooner we're in our own place, the better..." We headed back to the room. She got there before me. Alex just stood there, at my open room door gaping. She whispered "There's someone/thing in your room!"
    I crept up to the doorway, just to see if I could spot the intruder and identify him/her. It looked EXACTLY like... No, it COULDN'T be...
"Jake???" I half-screamed into the room. The intruder jumped about two feet in the air. "What the he...?" The person turned around. OMG! It WAS Jake. I screamed a little bit. "What in the WORLD are you doing in our room!!??" "Dude, CHILL OUT, Sammi!!" "Um, you snuck into our room, as in, breaking and entering-" "No, I've got a key! Listen to me! I sent you the apartment list. I wrote y'all the notes. I brought you fresh clothes, and rented a hotel room for each of you. Would you just give me a chance?"
    Lex rolled her eyes. "And so the happy couple reunite..." "Happy couple??" Jake and I turned to look at her at the same time. I went first. "Alex? Have you LOST IT? We are SOOO NOT dating. Last time I checked, he barely knew my name!"
      He grew strangely quiet. That was weird. We stood there for a moment.
"And this is where I leave the room! By the way, Sam, did you READ what he wrote? He's so into you!" Alex yelled on her way out the door.
I stood there for a second. Should I tell him how I've always felt? Is undeath my second chance at love with Jake? But most importantly, I wondered, did he feel the same way about me?
  
  Sorry about the long post, but I'm gonna hit the hay now. I'll finish up tomorrow afternoonish, or whenever I get the chance.

12/16/23 1:52 pm

Oh. My. God. Guess what? In the four days that I've been off the grid, I have: received my license, DIED, died, oh and did I mention died, found out that Jake loves me, passed out, been kissed, Alex died too, oh, where do I start??? I guess the beginning is a good idea... Okay. Here goes.

  It all started in Driver's Ed, last Sunday. My teacher for the last day of Driver's Ed was some fat, smelly, old guy with a combover. Of course. Ew.  I had just completed the last portion of the test, and he leered that greasy grin at me. "You passed with flying colors, FLYING colors. Here are your registration papers." I took them and walked to my mom's silver Bug. Technically, it was MY silver bug, but they wouldn't give it to me until my license was official. I had bought it myself and everything, but they wouldn't give me the keys!! Anyways. Mom honked the horn and screamed "COME ON, SAMMI!!! I STILL HAVE TO RUN SOME ERRANDS!!!" I groaned. "Okay, mom, I'm coming!"
     I ran over to mom, and hopped in the car. "Mom, look, look, look, I got the papers! I'm almost a free teenager!" "Okay, sweetie, that's fantastic. Let's go! I need to pick up a few things for your birthday party. Don't you want a Sweet Sixteen?" "Yeah, okay."
   I quickly took out my purple i-Pod nano and tuned to 96.1 FM. That's the best rock station in Atlanta. Just saying.  Something by Breaking Benjamin, I think it was "Give Me A Sign." Only one of my favorite songs.
     "Hey, can we swing by and pick up Alex? You could drop us at the mall while you shop." "Sure, okay." Mom said absentmindedly.I called her and said "Hey, Alex. It's Sammi. Duh, I got it!! You want to go to the mall while mom picks up my birthday stuff?" She yelled something to her mom. "Sure, I'll be on my front porch!" We swerved into her neighborhood, and pulled up to her house. We hopped on the highway after she ran, hopped, and skipped down her front walk.
    So, we're driving up the highway, right? This crazy, black, brand-new looking SUV starts tearing down the highway. I saw him chuck a few people off the ramp. Oh, crap, I thought. "MOM, LOOK OUT!!!!" I screamed as the  tore up towards us. "Whaa?" She says as the SUV hit us, head on! All I remember is blacking out, and having that floating sensation, like I was, call me crazy, FLYING. In the blackness, there was some kind of warmth. I wondered for a few seconds if I was dead, but shoved off the thought. I told myself I was crazy, that this was just some kind of pain-induced coma.

Okay, I'm tired. I'll write more later.

12/12/23 8:19 am

 Rawr... Maci's friend stayed over again last night, and I still haven't fallen asleep. I just thought I should post something about today. I have my last Driver's Ed course today!!! If I pass this test, I'll get my license! Maci still hasn't taken a course yet... Mom's gonna run errands for my sweet sixteen party. I always celebrate my birthday in December, because I HATE having to share my birthday with HER. She always looks perfect, and all the memories are made with Maci. Sammi sits in the background with her fishnet leggings and heavy black eyeliner. Ugh. I WOULD wind up being the black sheep of the family. Who's the one going to some fancy drama college? Juliard? Maci. Who wants to go to Kennesaw State University? Sammi. Who wants to go to Savannah College of Art and Design? Sammi. But do they care that I want to specialize in art? No way. They only care that precious MACI wants to be an actress in Hollywood. Which in reality, it's always been OUR dream to go to S.C.A.D.  Okay, enough venting. I gotta go, almost time for my last ever D.Ed class!!! YEAH!!!

12/11/2023 -7:30 pm

     I'm sooo tired. Maci has been driving me up the wall. Of course my twin would be a cheerleader, even though I KNOW she's such a Goth at heart! She totally joined the popular crowd freshman year. Now she's Ms. I'm Popular Maci Munroe... Yuck. I'm forced at threat of grounding to go to her games. Thank God I can drive MYSELF now, and get away from them. Ugh, it's always so cold at my house!! They don't turn the heat on until like January... *Shiver, shiver!
    So, back to Maci... She's been acting like her snobby second personality. I swear, she's like, bipolar! Well, probably not for real, but she sure can act like it! On one hand, she's my sweet, loving sister Maci. Or, she's the evil popular twin that everyone but me wishes they were! Yuck. I've been trying to figure out what's wrong with her, but no such luck so far. I think she's been bit by the popular bug. What's it gonna take to cure her, I wonder?
    I talked to Jake today... :D We were chatting on Twitter. I have a Facebook as well, but he doesn't ever get on his. Guess what? Raleigh DID tell him that I've been crushing on him!!! He won't tell me whether he's crushing on me or not though. I'm going to ask him Wednesday, and I won't leave him alone until he tells me! This is going to drive me INSANE!! I seriously doubt he has a crush on me. I mean, COME ON!!! This is still gonna drive me crazy...
    Alex and her friend Kira were trying to prank call me. They were leaving some pretty rude stuff on my voice mail... Typical Alex. I called her back and said "You do realize I have Caller ID, right??" She just laughed and said she had no idea what I was talking about. I hung up on her... Typical me. What can I say? Just cause she's my best friend doesn't mean she doesn't get on my nerves sometimes.
   Oh my gosh. The weirdest stuff has been popping up on the news. I never really paid any attention when I was younger, but teens like me have been coming back to life after they die! This has been going on since about 2013, and no-one really knows why. Scientists think it's because of that new car fuel  invented in 2012 by Shell. Now, they've become HydroFuel. They found some way to convert water into car fuel cheaply, and have been selling it like wildfire. I had to do a project on them (undead teens) earlier in the school year.
   It seems like 80% of teens that die between age 13 and 19 come back to life anywhere from 5 minutes to 4 days later! Imagine coming to life while you're in your coffin, about to be planted underground!! Sounds horrid. When they come back, most people are sluggish and slow, and they have to relearn basic movements and skills. It's horrible, some of the videos that they show of what the media are now calling "differently biotic" children. Traits of being undead are: extreme sluggishness, no blemishes on their bodies at ALL, extreme paleness, and speech issues.
    Wow. This is a SUPER long entry. I love writing, guess that's why this is holding my interest. I'm always writing something, whether it's a poem, a song, or a super long story/journal entry.Honestly, sometimes I secretly wish I were undead. That would be so awesome! Living forever, always being a teen, never getting a zit again? Of course, they also can't have kids, so that's a major negative. I guess I could adopt... But I also wouldn't have a shot with Jake. He's almost out of the range for mummification, as I call the process. *YAWN! I'm getting offline now, going to sleep. It's 8:30 pm, I've been on here for an HOUR! maci's at some party, of course I wasn't invited... Good night!

December 11, 2023

I signed up for this online journal thing. Not sure why, just thought it might be interesting to see what other people have to say about my life. It's pretty interesting at times, but other times, it's a total SNOOZE... Oh well. Today was okay. My twin, Maci, had a friend of hers over last night, they kept me up all night... Course, I would've stayed up all night anyways. I'm a TOTAL night owl. I hate waking up in the morning unless it's past 12 or 1 pm. That's one of the main reasons I'm not a big fan of the whole "school" concept. Other reasons? Um, we're pretty moody during adolescence, which happens in middle and high school. Joy. Combine four grades of moody adolescents, and you have h***!! Woohoo. Okay, since this is a journal, maybe I should put some stats about me on it. Hmmm...

Name: Samanthia Nicole Munroe
Nickname: Sammi, Sam
Birthday: 9/14/2007
Age: 16
Relationship status: Single
Best Friend: Alexandria LaMarillion (Alex)

Twin: Maci Munroe
Major super-duper crush: Jake Leons
Pets: Mice, Cari and Cori

You know how I've always had a crush on Jake? Well, I guess I haven't mentioned him yet... New journal and everything. So, I've liked him for a while now. Probably since June this year. It all started when I decided to go with Alex to her church. He was standing outside at the front door, talking to some friends of his. I hopped out of the car, said "Bye, mom," and shut the car door. Alex was waiting for me over by Jake. I whispered "Alex, who is that?" She whispered back, "Jake. Jake Leons. Keep walking!" We walked over to the picnic tables, and sat on one of them. I said, "Whoa. Alex, I think I just developed a crush on that guy!" She poked me. "Whatever. You can't have a crush on someone without saying a word to them!" I dropped the subject, but I still like him a lot. He hangs out with us sometimes on the nights that I go, and I can never shake the feeling that I'm missing something pretty obvious. His sister, Raleigh, think he has a crush on me, but come on. A 19 yr old guy, with a crush on a 16 yr old? As if. Oops, gotta run, Maci has a game that she's cheering for!

Introduction

Hey y'all! This blog is documenting the adventures of Sammi Munroe, a fictional character, as she lives in 2023. I'm writing it as though she is writing in her journal. Please, no flames, rude comments, or spam. This is just for fun, I love writing. I'll try to post at least one "entry" per day; however, sometimes my schedule does not allow for that. Thank you for reading! If you have constructive criticism, I welcome it, but NO FLAMES please!!!