Cassidy

Monday -- Shy

The lady with the soft brown hair is here. She's with a little boy. I think that's why she came 12 minutes late.

"Come on honey, play with Cassidy. Cassidy, talk to your brother, he's shy."
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I don't like to play with the other kids. The kids here are mean. They're dumb.

This one, isn't dumb.

I like Shy. He's nice to me. He doesn't talk and tell me what to do, unlike Caretaker. I don't like Caretaker either.

"Cassidy, say hi to you brother."

Caretaker always tells me what do. Caretaker makes me go to sleep. Caretaker makes me play with others. Caretaker makes me eat. Caretaker makes me see the lady with the soft brown brother.

"Cassidy please talk to your brother."

Unlike the Caretaker, the lady with the soft brown hair doesn't tell me what to do. Unlike the Caretaker, the lady with the soft brown hair smells like vanilla. Unlike the Caretaker, the lady with the soft brown hair is always there when I want her to be.

"Please, Cassidy. Please talk to him, he missed you."

I hug the lady with the soft brown hair. I know she's sad. Caretaker told me that when someone is sad, they have water coming down their eyes. If they have water all over their face, that means they are sweating, so you need to stay away from them.

"CASSIDY, talk to your brother."

The lady with the soft brown hair pushed me away. The Caretaker must have been wrong then. That means that the lady with the soft brown hair must have been sweating.

The Caretaker walks in.

It must be 2:30.

That means that the lady with the soft brown hair must go home. I don't like it when she leaves, but the Caretaker makes everyone listen to her.

I wave to the lady with the soft brown hair, and the little boy. It means goodbye.

I looked at the clock, it is not 2:30 yet.

"Cassidy, what did you just do?" the Caretaker asks.

I turn back at the clock. It must have fell.