I hope that your brother is as strong as a mighty oak. (That's how my mother says I should start letters. Only she calls 'em "missives" -- what's that all about?)

Our home room class got a new class mascot! It's a rat, and we named him Riff. Well, a couple of kids wanted to name him Mr. Curly "Orc Pajamas" Haggard, but Mrs. Pacheco stepped in.

Last weekend a bunch of us camped out overnight in our fort. We made a throne out of plastic milk-crates for the Frightmaster to sit on, and took turns sitting on it and telling scary stories with a flashlight under our face. Joey told one about a ghost named Alastair who haunted the guy who stole his beige head. Billy was so scared he peed in his sleeping bag. It was totally cool.

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