Staring out of my bedroom window at other people havnig a nice life.
Who would have thought things could be so unbelievably pooey? I’m only thirteen and my life is over because of the selfishosity of so-called grown-ups. I said to Mother dear ‘You are ruining my life. Just because yours is practically over there is no reason to take it out on me.’
But as usual when i say something sensible and meaningful she just tutted at me. What sort of mother doesn’t let their child go out to the cinema on their own. I can answer that question, a selfish, meaningless thoughtless mum… (i.e mine)
So what if I’m going with boys? I’m not a child i can behave myself and if things start getting intimate back there in the dark then i wil remove myself from the situation, as i get told many times by my councillor. Him being Mr Snuggums my teddy bear but he is very good. Almost as good as God, although at the moment his miracle powers are failing me. Perhaps I should go to church and worship. I shall have to bring Abbie along with me. I can see it now…it’s going to be extremely intriguing.
I might just go and practise my prayers. Something like..
Dear O’ Wondeful one
My life is totally and utterley ruined [eth] and I have come here to exchange my parents for more caring and understanding species of the loving kind. One fine dad that is not sensationally looney and that doesn’t belong in the looney bin. Also if your having a good day please take away his beardey type thing on the end of his chin that somewhat resembles a fluffy thing…
And as for my mum please can you get rid of the tutting for if I get anymore i could open up a tutting shop.
Amen :]
Good day, Au revoir, Hasta Luego, Adios and Goodbye :]
Captain Coolness 
