The other day me and Bobby were playing duck, duck, goose over by the spooky forest and he said he thought he saw a wolfman. 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 applying decals to lace doilies, but I don't see the point. What a weird hobby! I'd rather be painting sweaters.