2. Home. At last.

Then my uncle (Rebecca's dad) drove us to my grandparent's house. (I call them papapas. Papapa and Mamama.) I lived there for a long time...Well, we got there. My two aunts were there. Aunt Mary and Aunt Berty....I don't know if I spelt that right. Anyways...As soon as my dad opened the door I ran in and I hugged papapa. I cried and hugged everyone there. I just cried so much. Fucking insane! Well, after all the hugging and massive crying, everyone talked with my mom, and I ran upstairs. And I looked around. Everything is exactly the same. I cried even more. I saw the place I grew up in. The bed I slept in. The TV I watched Courage the Cowardly dog in. The room I would run into every night. Then aunt Mary went up and she talked with me about how much I grew. About how much I changed and nothing there had. I held back tears and nodded. Then I went to sleep in my old bed. Wich is quite small by the way.

3. Piri!

I woke up to loud screeching. I stood up, and realized where I was. I was home. Again. But it was day. Day! Not night, day! I ran down to see where the screeching came from, ran down the stairs, trough the kitchen and out. There she was. Gorgeous as ever, my beloved pet. Piri. She is the damn prettiest bird I have ever seen, she's as small as my hand. I ran up to her, and she looked at me. I cried. I held her in my hand and I kissed her on her head, she gave me bird kisses. I got her for my fourth birthday. I named her Piri. She was a gift from my mom and my now step-dad---...

They fucking suck, gotta get out now.