As you might remember from my previous story, police and I do not get along. They came back a week later to do some more talking. I will show you what they said;
Police: Knock knock.
Me: Who is there?
Police: The police again.
Me: The police again who?
Police: The police again us!
Me: I do not get it??
Police: We just want to talk!
Me: If you want, my sister can help you with your knock knock jokes.
Police: We do not need that we just need to talk with your guardian.
Me: Oh, I see, you are having trouble with your communication issues again my teacher can help you with that she lives two blocks away.
Police: Stop being such a smart Alec.
Me: My name is Mariah!
Police: That is it we are coming in.
Me: WOW THAT WILL BE FUN MAYBE I WILL FIND OUT WHAT ELSE YOU CAN AFFORD!
