I killed something Easter Sunday.
My hair because I dyed it.
And I got a chocolate bunny.
It tastes good.
I just ate a bunch of ice.
Now I'm cooled.
So I'm in a blanket.
A to-small-to-thin blanket.
My nose is cooled to.
And my toes.
My hair feels soft.
My mom's going to wax my eyebrows.
In a second.
Tick Tok Tick Tok.
*Sneeze*.
She's watching TV at the moment.
