Daydreams... they just prove that I am never safe...

he was so georgious. That was the only way to put it. And he was mine. All mine and no one elses. He was coming closer, I could feel his breath on my skin smell his pine smell. He whispered in my ear, "I want you." My heart jumped.... with fear. Before my eyes his clothes had been transformed, he was now wearing red, white and blue and a huge, tall red and white striped hat. He was still georgious, he would be georgious not matter what he wore. But he was smiling in the most terrible way.




"I want you... for the US army!" he bellowed.



NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, I screamed.



but it was too late.



He had taken my soul.