Day #1
Today was a terrible day. A five year old threw a big rock at me and at my neighbor, Taylor. It hit her in the head and she was hurt badly. So I pushed the kid, Grayson, away. He decided to fall on the grass and cry. I yelled at him and said "YOU DO NOT THROW ANYTHING AT MY FRIEND TAYLOR!". As you can tell, He was sad and ran home to cry to his mommy. XD. A few minutes after this happened, he and his 'DEMOCRAT' Mom and Dad came over to my house and started yelling at me for pushing him away. Well, they didn't hear the full story. So I told them the rest of the story, they did believe me, but they did not care that he was throwing rocks. So they yelled some more and as they did it was really obvious that I didn't care what they were saying. So after they left my mom and I were going inside laughing that they were just so dumb and clueless of life. Keep in mind that these people just moved into my neighborhood at least 3 weeks before this happened. And I say my neighborhood because I have lived here my whole life. Don't you just think that this is just screwed up that these people just came in here thinking that they can do what ever the hell they want and that they own the neighborhood. But Taylor is ok and should recover well. And on the other hand my back still hurts. I'll be ok though...
