Hello, lovely readers!
This afternoon, after I had finished with school, I sat down to read a book that my friend had recommended and lent to me. I finished it before dinner, and enjoyed the book. I was inspired to do a little writing of my own - a blog post. What to write, though, seemed more difficult to choose.
Isn't Sugar so cute? Anyway, I didn't, at the time, have a good reason to do a blog post (other than that I wanted to). Nothing particularly strange had happened.
I thought it must be dinner time, but before I got off the couch Chrissa ran into the room.
"Elizabeth, I need to talk to you." she said.
"About ... well, I'll just have to explain it. So, like three minutes ago I was coming down the stairway, and there was a knock on the door, so I opened the door, and there was this girl who only came up to my elbow, but she looked like a high schooler! And was like, super thin too."
This description didn't seem to be that strange to me. "That's not altogether uncommon, Chrissa. Why was she knocking on the door?"
Chrissa scratched the back of her neck. "She's our new neighbor, I guess."
"What did she say?" I asked, even more confused. "Didn't she say something?"
"Um, yea, but I don't think I really understood what she was talking about. She was nice and kind of bubbly (if you know what I mean), but she said something about living on a bookshelf temporarily, and something about being a doll? I really didn't get it."
While she was talking, something fell out of her back pocket.
"What's that?" I asked.
Chrissa had the strangest look on her face. "I don't know ..."
Oh - I just realized that I don't have any more time to write! We take turns on the computer, and I need to get off.
I'll update you soon!