S wants to get something off his chest
J is not a nice kid. He and S said the book I made was for babies! But it’s not for babies. It is a grown up book. It has bad words in it. Like “shut up”! A laughed, and I said “sort of funny, but not really funny.” Then J said, “your mom and dad made the words, not you.” And I said, “No! I made the words!” and J said “no” again
They’re freak-shells.
