Dear diary. Today I had the worst day ever! I was a bad dog. I was...
A bad son.
Bad brother.
Bad friend.
Egg was preparing for the protest, and I didn't do anything. He did it all by himself.
And Egg heard about Philips bedwetting. And that was not so nice of me either. Philip got really sad!
And then it was mom. I told her that I would put up a sign for her, but I didn't do that either. All I could think about was Dot. I waned to be with her but i had so much to do, so I got mad at everything and everybody. But I still don't know what to do with Dot, She's 11! she goes to middle school. Well, we will see about that. That's all for today!
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