Franklin and Julia, Meet My Dad!!

           When Julia met my dad it was a strange day for my life as a human. It started when Julia and Franklin were taking me home. She was going to talk to my dad about me working for my clothes to be "normal". We went up my long dirt ''driveway'' to get to my home. When we got there my two dogs Pretzel and Zero came and started rough housing. I finally got a hold of them when my dad came out of our trailer home. He asked why Julia was here and she said that it was about me working for clothes. He just laughed. What was wrong with him? Here was this chance for me to become normal and he was just laughing. He coughed for a while and asked me if this is really what I wanted to do. Of course it was! What kind of question was that? I told him my answer and told Julia. We had an agreement. That was a day to remember.

The Base Brawl

         The day when there was a base brawl on the field may have been the day when my friend Franklin Delano Donuthead changed from a safety freak to a mostly normal person. It started when Franklin went up to and the pitcher threw a ball. He had just stood there frozen. What was with him today? The pitcher pitched again and he stood there as if roots grew around his feet. The catcher came up and gave him a shove and Franklin almost fell over. Franklin got to walk to first base because the catcher and the pitcher couldn't stop laughing. It was just plain stupid. But something caught my eye the first base man wouldn't let Franklin on the base! What was this crap!? The base man shoved Franklin over and then everyone just started piling up and I yelled at Franklin to hit someone. he threw his fist and gave someone a shiner. Then I came over and after that those boys will never say girls can't hit.

Ice Rink

 
                              
               My dream came true on the day I went to the Pelican View Ice and Fitness Center with Franklin and Julia. Franklin's old self would probably say some crap about health and safety but it wouldn't matter to me because nothing can hurt me. When I got onto the ice it felt like a dream until, I fell on my butt. I did this over and over and over. It didn't hurt because I'm too tough to be hurt by some stupid ice. I soon got the hang of it and when I did it was fun! Franklin eventually came onto the ice and said that I needed to get him on the ice before he chickened out. How could he be doing his!? I thought he was a safety fanatic! I just stared and went into a trance. He broke my trance by saying he wanted to learn to fly. (On ice.)