Freddy`s Mission
Cool!
“Sweetie, it’s not good to date someone with that much of an age difference, especially one who has violent problems,” I heard my mommy say, while I still had my eyes shut. Why did she sound so sad.
“I know ma’am. I am so sorry I hurt Freddy,” Phoebe said crying.
Oh yeah! I was bleeding I forgot! I opened my eyes to tell Phobe it was okay. “Phoebe don’t cry. I- woah we are in a hospitable! It looks so cool! I have Spiderman sheets! So many machines! The lights are so bright! This place is rad!”
Phoebe laughed and came and hugged me. I kissed her cheek and she blushed again. “Do you like me? I make you blush,” I asked, but she showed me my stitches on my arm.
“They are so cool!” I screamed.
“I know ma’am. I am so sorry I hurt Freddy,” Phoebe said crying.
Oh yeah! I was bleeding I forgot! I opened my eyes to tell Phobe it was okay. “Phoebe don’t cry. I- woah we are in a hospitable! It looks so cool! I have Spiderman sheets! So many machines! The lights are so bright! This place is rad!”
Phoebe laughed and came and hugged me. I kissed her cheek and she blushed again. “Do you like me? I make you blush,” I asked, but she showed me my stitches on my arm.
“They are so cool!” I screamed.