Last post I talk about the wind it come. This remember me how one day I am screaming my guts in the dark because of the funny fungus, when I see someone go past me. He look at me and his face turn strange like this:
He look at me and me I am so scared I scream. He then run go away towards my home. I spend long time before I move. When I get home I am so happy because I see my favourite mash potato avocado pie waiting for me, making my stomach jaguar growl because so very happy!
First I was thinking the man must be devil, but in fact he must be an angel because he make the pie so good for me. Have to be careful who we call devil, eh amigos?