There goes miss Amy, running off again. I'm very sad when she does that. I made a crown of flowers for her today, but I couldn't give them to her. I give them to my mother instead and go up to my room. I stare out my window at the blue, cloud decorated sky.
I wish that we were on team rose again, that we could spend time together. I miss spending time with my friend.
My mother comes into the room.
"Cream, are you alright?" She asks me.
"Yes mother, I'm fine," I say.
That's the first lie I've ever told my mother.