My sister
So apparently, Claire got her head ripped off or something when Mom and I weren’t home? And I was all, “Aw, man,” and Mom was all, “Oh my poor baby”, and I was all, “I’m okay,” and she was all, “Who are you?” So Claire’s like sulking but seriously I don’t see the big deal? Because I totally got my head cut ripped open last Christmas and you don’t see me complaining, though maybe that’s just because no one really listens.
And the other day I guess Claire’s real mom fireboarded her in a shipping container. That’s wicked cool and everything but I think she’s kinda crazy? She was SMOKING in the KITCHEN, and I was like “That’s not ALLOWED here.” She said she was here to protect us and I was like, “oh what, with fire, cause that’s totally gonna waughahaghhaaugh” cause she had just lit my hair on fire and I don’t see why she gets my bed while I have to sleep on the couch. I wish I was special.
What?
So now Mom’s in the yard gazing at the plant life (I think she’s gone off her rocker again), the crazy lady’s smoking in the bathroom, and Claire’s gone to a cheerleader sleepover, which Mom never lets me go to, but I’m kinda suspicious cause instead of a bag with her clothes she brought a box with a lot of Primatech files in it. I asked her about it and she was all “that’s none of your business, Lou.” “Can I come with you?” I asked desperately. “Psh, like, no,” she said and drove away. I want to go too. If I steal some files and prove myself worthy of Dad’s attention maybe they’ll finally love me like I know they do deep down or something like that…Adam said that I just need to do something big and maybe I should email him cause he’s been kinda quiet lately and maybe he could be my friend and also like kinda maybe?
Anyway you know what I mean…
I gotta go now, Mr. Muggles is chewing on my foot and I think he wants the computer back.
Love (please love me back?), Lyle