June 2012
del 1 Rain… that is one of the things I love… sadly my brother doesn’t like it at all, he says that is just a waist of water. I don’t really understand what he means with it, but my brother
del 2 That next morning I woke up to the smell of pancakes and tea. I opened my eyes and glanced at there, smiles a bit, then sat up, my polar-bear looks at me, then moved down to his bowl, looks at