Nate just arrived, but the damage in my real life village is already uninhabitable. The sleepover people have not prepared yet. I am Gov. Patrick Bronder. The sleepover people in the villagers are in the Attic meanwhile

this is the writer of the first imaginary sleepover story. It is my fourth or fifth account overall I think. Anyhow, later, on the 1st major crisis for not just the sleepover people (who are buying Easter candy when then, a flood hits. The day before, and the Tuesday after easter)

The imaginary friends come to sleepover​ (Warning: I wrote the first 14 chapters of the story when I was just 11 years old, and 11-year-olds still have a tendency to be immature like little kids, so there are obviously immature moments in here.)

The sleepover people are told about a tornado watch (that part really happened about five days ago) and then instead of panicking they start tracking it and wonder what happens when one hits (not a tornado watch, that would be silly, but a tornado) and start learning about tornadoes and all the names it's also called