Monday, May 2, 2011
Raymond's Point of View
All I do is stand there. All I do is trot along with my sister, keeping up with her. That's pretty good though, considering she wins every race. I might not be that bad at running. Then we run into that ugly girl and her friends, and I watch the 3 of them argue with my sister. Then they turn to me, asking a question like I'm a 3 year old. It's humiliating being treated like a little kid who can't talk yet, and has to get fed by his mom. Finally they pass on, minding their own business. I'm glad that's over.
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