Post by Dorcas Meadowes on Dec 19, 2007 2:52:38 GMT
I had just come back from Shelly's house. Sitting in the middle of the kitchen floor, I pondered over if I should eat more sugar. 'No!' I insisted to mysesf. Suddenly I came up with an excellent idea. "Light bulb!" I yelled. Running around the house like a manic, I quickly gathered all knifes and sharp things and put them in a garbage back. "No what to do with you?" I thought out loud. I took a knife out of the bag, twirled it around. How easy it would be to cut myself now.
