Mood:


I don't know what he is so excited about. Yesterday, two of the mother's friends came over. She was holding Myst. When he saw people coming to the door, he panicked and scrambled hard to get out of her arms so he could go hide.
Myst never did come out. Pretending to be cool, I walked by although I did not let them get close to me. Why would anyone want to go out where there's more of that? Not me!
