The other day me and Henry were playing golf over by the abandoned cave and he said he thought he saw a ghost. I told him they weren't real, and he got this weird look in his eyes and said "Oh, they're real. They're real, all right. You'll find out soon enough."

My dad's trying to get me into braiding model trains, but I don't see the point. What a weird hobby! I'd rather be upcycling Lucky Surprise Eggs.