Lunch was a pain as always. As soon as mommy set the plate of mac-n-cheese in front of me, Bobby warned me that it could be poisoned. I didn't think it was, but he wouldn't let me eat until I made sure it was fine.
"Mommy!" I had cried out when Bobby had convinced me.
"Yes, honey?" She had sighed, knowing what was going to happen. It happened everyday. I asked her to eat a bite of my food to prove that it wasn't poisoned. I also made sure that I picked out which bite she ate to make sure that she didn't purposely pick a not poisoned piece. That was Bobby's idea. He always knew what to do.
Always.
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Journal of a Five Year Old
HorrorThis is the journal of Seth, the boy from "Uncle Tim's Really Bad Day" Seth is a normal boy with a normal life. Except that he has a friend named Bobby. Bobby is strange. Really strange. ???idk. I'm not good with descriptions. I promise it's better...
