I really hope she comes with us too, when we leave this house. Who are you talking about? The one who plays with me till dawn, my friend who lives under my bed. Continue reading The friend
After arguing continuously for 9.7 mins, I had to leave my seat. My beloved window seat. And for what you ask, for a very very mean kid. The brat started crying when I said no I am not leaving my seat as I came first, but noo. Who are us to make them understand, his mother made him understand but no avail. After sitting for … Continue reading Who else thinks kids are assholes?