Wednesday June 5, 2001

Great now I have to deal with my cousins. Sam shoved me into a bush. Ali hid my suitcase. I shared a room with Sam. He sat on me and slapped me all night. That morning Ali stole all my bacon and Sam ate my eggs. I sat and read the whole day my head filled with questions and ideas. No one was honing to stop me from thinking. I used all of the notepad. I read and wrote for hours. Why? Who? When? Where? I wanted answers, but no one had time. A miserable day.