I worry about a lot of things.
Bad guys. Like the guy that stole my daddy's bike. Or bad guys that hurt animals or people, like in this Cinderella movie I saw at school they shot arrows at foxes. I might want to be a vegetarian because I'm sad about hurting animals.
I like that my mom works with police.
I had trouble falling asleep tonight and mom stayed with me and cuddled me and we talked for a long time. Then I kissed her and said "I love you more than one hundred percent."
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