I slept in the next morning. When I did get up I got on the computer like I always did. When I got on the computer I went to check my mail. I knew I had some cause I had aol and it said “You got mail”. I looked at one of the letters and it said in the subject “This is Sam”. I was excited to see that. When I read it she said she had a good trip and all that other stuff. Then I remembered th night before. the weird feeling. I guessed it must have been some stupid felling that had no meaning and I didn’t know why i got it.

I then added a few new links to my page. I also added a new story that I had just started writing a few days before. Usually I didn’t write Hanson stories. I only had a few on my page. I took most of them off when I turned my page into the link page. This time I did write a Hanson story. Like a lot of my stories this one was sad. yet still funney. The title was Cried, but at first you would have never beleived it was a sad story.

I then went down stairs where I saw my brother getting ready to go with Mike (one of hif friends) to the parf to skateboard. When I got in the living room I seen my mom and Ic-ies. Ic-ies was watching T.V. and my mom was readind a book. I went in the kitchen to get something to eat. It was about lunck time so I grabbed a bag of chips and went to the other room with a T.V. only to find my sister watching a very bad old movie that I didn’t like at all. I went put the chips back and went back up to my room. I looked outside my window again. My dad was outside. He was at the Hanson’s. I didn’t know why, but he was. Maybe he was helping them get ready to go.

I got on the computer with the screen name the most people didn’t know I had. I needed a screen name that people didn’t know so I could surf through the internet with out being bothered. I was kinda sick of getting e-mail all the time.

I went to a place on my favorates. It was a South Park link. South Park was my fave show. I watched it every Saturday. When I saw it wasn’t updated I got off the computer. I laid in my bed thinking of what it would be like when i went on tour with Hanson. I know I would be backstage at every concert. That might not be a good thing though. The last time I went on tour with Hanson i didn’t go to most of their concerts.

I went and opened my window. I heard someone coming towards my room. I wondered who it was. I went to open the door. it was Zac. “Why didn’t you climb the ladder?”

“I didn’t feel like it. Last night this weird feeling came over me. Like someone was going to get hurt. Is Sam okay?”

“Ya. I had that same feeling, but Sam sent me e-mail and she said she had a good trip. I guess she’s okay.”

“Well then if it happened to both of us it could have happened to Sam too. Right?”

“Right. I’ll send her e-mail asking, but I don’t know.”

“Okay.”

We went aand sat down at my computer. I got on-line and we sent Sam the e-mail. I also had to answer a few e-mails while I was online. In a matter of minutes we got a reply from Sam. She didn’t get the same feeling as me and Zac. After that we went down stairs and didn’t think anything of it after that.