Seven Days.

Seven days.
Seven days until i move out.
Seven days until i go to college.
Seven days until i start the next stage of my life.
Seven days.
I'm kind of nervous, but kind of excited at the same time.
There's a lot of things i'm going to miss
[mostly my family, my room, and my dogs] -
but i'm looking forward to being on my own and meeting new people.
Tonight was one of those nights,
where you're with the people you love so you have a good time doing anything.
It was kind of ironic because we played the Samara Game
[a game my sibs and i made up] -
Samara, the murderer girl in the movie "The Ring,"
kills people who watch this random movie
and immediately after they watch it she gives them a phone call and says
"seven days" in her scratchy-i'm-dead voice.
Then, in seven days she comes, crawls out of the T.V. and kills them.

Samara = seven days = death.

Me = seven days = college.

Irony

Rules for Samara Game: It can only be played in a pool.
1) All lights inside the house and in the pool MUST be turned off. No light.
2) Game can only be played at night.
3) One person is it, they are Samara, and can only open their eyes under water.
4) Everyone else avoids Samara
5) If Samara tags you, they have to guess [with out opening their eyes] who they tagged. if they guess correctly - that person is the new Samara, if they are wrong they recount and continue to attack.

This one speaks for itself

Seven more days at home.  
Seven days?!
I can't believe how fast it's all going by.