Being different is okay

March 11th, 1999

March 11th, 1999

2:37a.m.

Georgie let me have my body back for now. We walk on the side of, what Georgie calls, the freeway.

I put my nightgown back on, since the people put a blue poke-a-dot dress on me..Georgie said people would think I was crazy.

A big car stops behind us. Two people come out. A man and a lady. The lady freaks out.

Honey where's your mommy?? She asks.

I don't know. Georgie tells me to say.

Oh, honey! We can help, would you like some help? The lady asks.

Georgie nods for me. The lady and man lead me into their car. Georgie tells me, that the man is mean but the lady is very nice. I told him, okay. And they drive us up on the freeway.