January 07, 2005

33rd Day of the Middle of Spring, Camday

I went to the Duke's Bounty Inn to chek on my job. They sed I start at the begining of the week. That is good, cuz my leg still hurts a lital bit. To be honist, it hurts lots of bits, but it is bettar then bafer and that is good. The heelar rapt up my leg with the splint and lots of bandigis, so the bottom part don't move about nun. They gived me a lital cane to help walk with, but they sed not to use it to much cuz I shoud keep my leg strong.

They put more magics on my leg bafer I went and sed I shoud com bak evaryday bafer work starts and it will be lots bettar whin I start up.

I went arond town taday lookin fer my frend, but I coud not find no one. It was like evaryone in thah whole city was gone. Whin I thot abot it, I dint see Sky the hole time I was in the hospatal and that made me sad. I think mebbe I made her mad at me. She is frends with that big skrel man Adun and he dont like me nun I dont think. He problee dunt want her arond me no mor cuz I am a wikkid persin to him. I wishd she cam to see me, but I spose she is buzee now that they hav a plag cur to give to peepul.

I also hant seen Jirand or Stylite or no one. Onlee Mir-a and Rylian. It was veree boring staying in the hospatal. I sang lital bored songs to mahself. Itsah good thing there wernt no one like me round cuz they woudah herd reelee stupid stupid stupid songs filling up my hed and ther hed.

I hav startid prayin mor. Evary morning I pray to Balor like my mum taught me, then evary nite I pray to Melchior cuz I think I shoud. He is niss to me and helps me unnerstand things whin I am confuzzled up. And I am confuzzled up lots and lots. He helps me figger out lies and truths and whin peepul aint niss to me. He tells me whin I shount be with sumone cuz they are gunna hurt me. I wundar if he nos fates like Balor does? I think Mebbe he nos harts mostlee and Balor nos destinees, but them to things is kinda thah same. Mebbe they talk with each othar and both help me out. That woud be niss cuz they no lots and lots, stuff evin Mir-a coudn't unnerstand and she is the smartist persin I no. Gods is veree smart and see things in ways that make lots of senss to me whin they ekspain it all out.

Mebbe I reelee am ment fer sumthing mor then this. Mebbe I reelee do have a hier purpiss that they want me to do.

Posted by Tzoli at January 7, 2005 02:55 PM
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