Nothing At All
Monday (Mina's Birthday)
Boring weekend. Me and Janice tidied up her kitchen. It's become so messy since her dad had his 'accident' and turned into a flesh coloured envelope (see my first post). We often just eat round there then leave the plates and cutlery lying around. Janice wouldn't've minded because she loves mess, except that she started hearing worrying noises, things worrying her door when she was trying to sleep. Then she heard them running across her ceiling up in the loft and then she saw something, like the size of a small dog run round her bed and out. We figured if we didn't do something she'd be eaten.
I'm really boring today. I can't continue this post. Which is a pity because if I could we'd all learn so much about me. Do you ever have those days? Just when nothing is even going through your head and all you can do is maybe shop a little to relieve the boredom of your own thoughts?
I'm going.
Bye.
Sorry
M x
Mustapha Jones
Janice Fudd

