April 4th, 2009

girls in trees

Alone is cold

People are very different. Especially men. Some like Rose better than me. Even if they are my age. Or older. Some definitely like Ruby better. If I were a man and if we were not related, I'd probably like her too. It's funny how we are all girls. Six sisters. No brother. I wouldn't have minded having a big brother. Or even a baby brother. I like boys. I'm not afraid.

I was getting used to being pushed around by all those people. What was that anyway? Some kind of party? They couldn't keep their hands off of us. But once I got used to it, I didn't mind at all. They were all very nice and didn't hurt us at all. Some even gave us gifts.