On a rainy day looking out the window, all one can see is rain. The glowing eye of the television entraps us all. Board games are scattered everywhere. People say there's no place like home.
Most people say that they like summer; well, I like winter. The cold chill, snowflakes in the air falling in slow motion, gliding down like a weightless feather.
It was a pretty cold night and the wind blew hard. I was walking down the street looking for something to do because I was bored. It had been snowing for a while and it still continued, coming down, and down.
Monday 7:50am Where is everybody going? Can I come? No, don’t leave me! Not again! 8:00am Oh no, not again! Must find my people! Chew, chew, chew. Scratch, scratch, scratch!
When I look at an animal at the zoo, he normally looks back. When he looks at me, straight in the eyes, he's probably thinking, “Darn, another one. Geez, when can I get some privacy around here.
hazel's house is almost fully cast, but for one ghost and a few people who haven't confirmed. costumes for all but a few of the characters have been purchased.