Friday, 28 September 2007

 
There are bags and boxes everywhere in the house. Some of the bags and boxes have bags and boxes in them. This bag is designed to save the environment, because it is not made of plastic. I'm not sure how that works.
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Tuesday, 18 September 2007

 
I like to run up the side of the door. I stop when I get to the top. There are lights, which are warm. I have to wait until no one is looking before I come down. It is easier going up, and more fun.
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Friday, 14 September 2007

 
I like to sleep in the sun, and when I can't sleep, I lie. One day, maybe soon, I will be able to sunbathe outside.
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Tuesday, 11 September 2007


I like to get down low in the corners. The corners are where the mice run and the darkness hangs. I have to be ready.
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Monday, 10 September 2007


I dream of cheese and mice. I have never met a mouse, but I have heard one. It runs around in the ceiling. One day, I will catch it. I train every day for that moment. I must be fast. I must be tough. I must have no mercy. Until I meet the mouse, I will hunt balls of paper and shadows.
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Friday, 7 September 2007

I live in a basket. The Others keep filling it up with rubbish, so I have to knock it over and drag the rubbish through the house. Then I go inside and look slightly guilty.
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Thursday, 6 September 2007

I have a small spaceship. It will take me to the moon. I wonder how it works.
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