Zahara Marley & The Wailers
I've been crying a lot. A lot a lot a lot. I love my new sister. I love her because I have to. But I liked being the only one! I can't believe it. I thought I was going to be the apple of Ange's eye forever. I watched BradDad kiss Ange and buy me stuff and live with us in the castle, but he's my BradDad, so I guess it's OK. But now? MY SISTER? Zahara Marley Jolie. It has a nice ring to it, like when I take my blocks and throw them at Worthington's head.
Dr. Van Dostrand told me that it's o.k. to have bad feelings. He has a really comfortable couch that I lie on and tell him stuff. He used to ask me about BradDad, and other stuff like what my favorite color is. He's been asking me about Zahara and what it's going to be like now that I have to give her three of my rooms. Dr. VD taught me about the word "compromise." He told me I was going to have "compromise" with Zahara and share and not cry and kiss her and be nice and pet her and not push her down the spiral stairs or run over her with my dirtbike and and and ... whhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh.
Chankrisna likes to dry my eyes and sing "When You Wish Upon A Star" in Cambodian to me when I get sad. She reminded me about the new friend that I was going to have, a new partner. I told her that I thought I was going to get a boy, someone who likes to beat people up and play with swords. But she said sometimes in life we have to "compromise." I asked her if VD told her about that. She got really red, which is hard to do when your skin isn't creamy, dreamy, milky white like Ange and BradDad. She asked how I knew about VD and if I was going through her drawers and reading her tests. I told her that I didn't know how to read, and why would she be taking tests if she wasn't in school? Then I told her VD isn't bad, and that she should lie down on a big, soft couch.
Mr. Geldof told me that Ange and BradDad were true heroes for saving my sister. He even said there is a whole song about it that I should learn to sing. I can bring it to school he said. I told him I'm not going to school. I'm going to work in Africa with Ange. Maybe BradDad could come, too. We're going to make sure that they are all happy so I don't get any more brothers or sisters.
Dr. Van Dostrand told me that it's o.k. to have bad feelings. He has a really comfortable couch that I lie on and tell him stuff. He used to ask me about BradDad, and other stuff like what my favorite color is. He's been asking me about Zahara and what it's going to be like now that I have to give her three of my rooms. Dr. VD taught me about the word "compromise." He told me I was going to have "compromise" with Zahara and share and not cry and kiss her and be nice and pet her and not push her down the spiral stairs or run over her with my dirtbike and and and ... whhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh.
Chankrisna likes to dry my eyes and sing "When You Wish Upon A Star" in Cambodian to me when I get sad. She reminded me about the new friend that I was going to have, a new partner. I told her that I thought I was going to get a boy, someone who likes to beat people up and play with swords. But she said sometimes in life we have to "compromise." I asked her if VD told her about that. She got really red, which is hard to do when your skin isn't creamy, dreamy, milky white like Ange and BradDad. She asked how I knew about VD and if I was going through her drawers and reading her tests. I told her that I didn't know how to read, and why would she be taking tests if she wasn't in school? Then I told her VD isn't bad, and that she should lie down on a big, soft couch.
Mr. Geldof told me that Ange and BradDad were true heroes for saving my sister. He even said there is a whole song about it that I should learn to sing. I can bring it to school he said. I told him I'm not going to school. I'm going to work in Africa with Ange. Maybe BradDad could come, too. We're going to make sure that they are all happy so I don't get any more brothers or sisters.
posted by A at 5:58 am
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