Gravestones, Oreo's, Pouring Rain, And The Flu

Hey guys....I'm just gonna ramble here...I really love the rain. I mean it's so beautiful how it falls so gracefully to the ground. God did such a nice job creating the rain, and while lots of people frown on rainy days, those are the days that make me the happiest. And I probably drive my mom crazy too, because I don't think she likes rain as much as I do, and I'm so perky on those days. I remember when I was small, my parents dropped me off at church for the first time alone. They told me to behave and all that stuff. But all I ate for supper was a few Oreo cookies and afterword I went out and played in the rain until the preacher told me to come in. It was so funny, I was dripping wet!! And then the next day I got the flu. Also...please don't judge me, I'm NOT crazy. I talked to the tombstones there. I don't know why, I just got a feeling of comfort whenever I talked to them. They didn't answer or anything, but just that feeling that someone was there with me (I knew God was there, He is, the tombstones just felt like another friend to me somehow.) I didn't feel alone. I didn't have that many friend at church (well that was my old Church, now I'm at a different church, and I REALLY miss my old church, but I love this new one too.) But at youth group, all of the leaders treat me extra special, I can tell, and so can everyone else. No one is mean to me because of that, but they notice it. I asked Noah (One of my friends there) Why they do that. He told me because I'm special. I told him to define special, and he said that they know I have some sort of depression problems and also because I've hugged everyone there, and they think that's really sweet. But it kinda creeped me out, because I've never told Noah that I've had depression problems. Is it that obvious? I hope it's not. I mean, yea I remove myself from the room sometimes just to breath, but that doesn't mean I have depression. Maybe it's because he caught me crying in the hallway a couple of weeks ago. I don't know...Also I remember at my friend Aly's party, we went to the grave yard (We didn't do anything bad, I promise :D) And we went up to this morgue thing (I think that's what you call it) And there was a family buried in there. I have a huge fascination with gravestones, I love looking at the dates, the names, and so forth. I just LOVE them. My friends thought that was creepy though. They had to leave the cemetery really quickly cause they though they kept on seeing ghosts :P That's just ridiculous. Well...I'm really tired...so goodnight!!

_HaNdPrInT_