Mum said I can’t get a pig, is that ok? I don’t want a pig I want a goat. My mum took me to two psychologists to talk about my pet issue, they always said, “why do you want it?” It didn’t do much. Everyone said I had problems. People think I banged my head when I was 2. Every day I put seed on the ground and walked around doing nothing. Mum got mad at me because I brought in rats. She made me stand at the door, she made me say this sentence, “why would I do that?”.

I am regularly in bed early, feeling contented. But tonight something made my head spin. My clock was ticking and turning on the wall. I jumped up, alarmed. A flame had appeared out of nowhere. I turned around to see the clock but it stopped. I turned around again and the flame was gone. Tick Tock, Tick Tock, my head was turning so fast that I heard something that was not right. “An ice cream truck at night,” I exclaimed aloud!  I ran down the stairs and out the door.  On the porch was a lime flavored ice cream with a note… ....