Papa is such a nice guy! You shoud have seen him today. All the kids at school make me feel awful when they make fun of the way I look. I like it all the way it is! One of the kids at school took sissors and cut the right side of my hair! When Papa came to pick me up I was crying.

He asked me about what was wrong and I told him the whole thing about how they bully me and about how it makes me feel so small! When we got home I was still really upset but he told me not to be sad. I can hear him run up the stairs and when he comes back down he has sissors in his hand.

He pulls his hair back like a ponytail and then cuts the ponytail part off and it falls to the floor! He asks me if he still looks good and of course he does and he must have know that. He pulls me close and tells me to be still as he cuts my hair and it all falls too. My hair still looks like Papas. I wouldnt have ever thoght of that.

Soon both of us will have long hair again. Im so glad that my Papa is so smart. When I come into school tomorrow I bet that nobody will make fun of me because Ill be confedent. Papas always confedent. Mama asked Papa and me why our hair was short but I didnt need to say a thing. Papa says that we look good no matter what and Mama just smiles at us.

Mama never had to know a thing but as long as we smile and are in good moods he trusts that everythings okay. Thats why I love Mama. He always works really hard and it must be really hard. Whenever I want to plan a sleepover, I talk to Mama. Whenever something breaks, I can always ask Mama what to do

Mama is never complaining. Mama loves us very much. Papa said I need to go out of my way to tell Mama I love him more and I say why should I go OUT of my way? Shouldnt that BE the way? He just laughs and hugs me and tells me thats the spirit. Telling Papa and Mama I love them will always be the way.

Alfred says my new hair is cool. Alfred is always cool, so it makes me happy for him to think Im cool too. I think Ill always be comfturble since I have a family that says nice things about whatever things I do if its not something bad. I talked with Papa and asked him if he thought I was cool and he said yes, and he asked if I wanted to know all the things he thought I was and of course I say yes!

He called me cute and sweet and all those things but he used weirder and bigger words too that he hasn't taught me yet. He told me what enamored was and how to spell it because he said that was what he was and I want to know all of the things that he is so that I can be more like him. Im pretty sure I'm enamored with Papa too. Who wouldnt be?

I hold Papa close and he presses me up against his chest and oh my goodness I love that feeling so much. I look behind me and the doors locked. He always tells me to be sure it is when were too close. If Mama got jealous of me touching Papa Id be really upset. Mama has too much to think about already. Im selfish, but when were alone, just for a little bit, Papa lets me be a brat.

I look up at Papa and his face is so pretty up close and I want to just look at it for a long time so I do. He runs his hand through my hair and it feels so good that my head leans towards his hand. I tell Papa I love him and that it feels so good every time. When he stops I lean up and kiss him.

He has really nice lips. Theyre not soft like mine but they aren't cracked. Theres a part that he always chews at when hes thinking and he never realises it. When I kiss him he holds me close in case I get too excited and cant hold myself up. He started doing this thing too ever sense a little bit ago where our tounges touch and oh my goodness, oh my goodness.

I start pulling up my shirt because I know what he does after we kiss. Then he starts putting his hands on my chest and.

I had to do it myself just then.

It feels so good when he touches my chest. I love it when his fingers are cold. Oh my goodness, I love Papa. He puts his hands on my legs sometimes and lifts one up and starts rubbing on the bottom side of my leg.

Oh my goodness.

I bet Papas not busy. Ill go get him.

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I just fought technical difficulties for a good solid hour to produce this chapter. I hope you enjoy it because I want to scream and throw my phone into an acidic nuclear volcano.

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