So far Daniel has been normal for a week now, let's hope it stays this way and he doesn't switch up again. What does his mum think about it??
It's Saturday, the weather is perfect so I get ready and walk down to the park. I get my camera out of my bag and look through the lens.
I turn around to catch another photo and almost die of fright. Daniel's face pops up right in front of the camera, all I can see is his nose, so close that he's basically touching the lens.
I scream.
Dan growls at me.
"What the fuck are you doing? You got snot on my camera!!" I shout, wiping it off the glass.
"I saw you here so I've come to chase some birds," he says, shaking his butt side to side as if he were a dog wagging it's tail.
"Uh, why do you wanna chase birds?" I cringe, confused.
"Because," he says, pausing to pant with his tongue out. "IT'S FUN!"
I watch him run off after a group of seagulls, barking at them.
Just as he grows out of his last weird phase, of course he has to get into another one!
I take a deep breath as he jogs back over to me.
"Hey, is it ok if I do something?" he asks.
"Um, sure?" I say.
He grins and starts licking my face. I bite his tongue and he whimpers like a puppy, God this is his weirdest phase yet. We lay down and he rolls onto his back with his legs sticking up in the air.
"Woof, woof!" he barks. "Rub my tummy!"
"Dan, please, I'm not gonna run your tummy, you fuckin weirdo," I roll my eyes and get up, leaving him to chase birds all day like a creep.
"Wait!!" he screams.
I ignore him and run all the way home.
