Today wasn't fun at all. Mommy thought that I might be sick and called the doctor's office. She then had to take me there!
I hate the doctor's!
The waiting room was loud with crying children who hated it just as much as I. I added into the noise with my own crying.
When they called my name, mom dragged me into the room where the nurse asked questions about my birth and life. Then the doctor came in.
He checked my ears, eyes, mouth, knees, elbows, stomach, and back. He asked a lot of questions. Q=question from Doctor, A=my answer
Q-Do you have any pain? Any random times that you get hot?
A-No
Q-Do you have any imaginary friends?
A-No
When I said this, mommy had interrupted to tell the doctor about Bobby. I don't know why she said he was imaginary. I hear him all the time. I saw him in my dream!
Q-Who's Bobby?
A-He's my friend
Q-What does he look like?
A-He has long, black hair and tired, brown eyes. He's kind of tall and has really pale skin.
Q-How old is Bobby?
A-Twelve, I think
Q-You think?
A-Yeah, I think
Q-What kind of things does Bobby talk about?
A-He told me that teachers are mean and that food might be poisoned
I think that the doctor liked Bobby. He asked a lot of questions about him. Although, Bobby did tell me to lie on a few questions. Maybe it was personal.
The doctor talked to mommy for a little bit, and then we left. Mommy got me ice cream.
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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...
