The day was wonderfully sunny, but cold. I opened the garage and waited for mom, and a kid passed by from school and he stared at our open garage. I was hiding behind the van. Then mom took me to my speech place and stuffs. My therapist lost her glasses. I'm not going to see her anymore after December 3rd.
When I got home I really needed to pee. Kylie was at our house. He stayed until Dad left for Isha. When Dad returned with Whammo,
apparently we had presents from Auntie Sal. She gave S a journal with a
girl on the cover and me a pink leopard glasses case. There's a sticker
inside it that says something like, "WARNING: This product may contain chemicals known to the state of California to cause cancer, or birth defects or other reproductive harm." I'm like, is Auntie Sal trying to kill me?
So yeah.
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