Last night my mom and dad went out to dinner. They said it was a date with their friends. I guess I didn’t want to be in my bed that long. So I freaked out, went crazy, and tore up my bed.
My mom is super sad about it. She can’t imagine me digging and howling and ripping and biting all that time that she was sitting in a lovely Italian restaurant with music playing. Now my mattress will not be nice.
I will try as I grow up not to do it again. What about you? Did you ever kinda go crazy and ruin something? We feel sorry and know better for next time, won’t we?
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