I need to talk right now. i'm not having a good time, and don't worry, it has nothing to do with Scratch. It's... personal. You see, my mom, let's just say, drinks too much apple juice if you understand. I got home late from school because I was doing work for a school play I'm an actor for. Apparently, she got so scared she called the cops because I was gone. It scared me so much. I went to talk to my friend Jesterly for comfort, and then she just comes up and starts yelling at me. This wasn't the first time she did this, and I had enough, so I stood up for myself. She kept going on about how I'm just like my father, who I've never truly seen before. It shook me. I called my grandparents. They took me away from her, and now I'm with them. I love my grandparents so much, I couldn't dream for better people to save me from my mom. I just need a break.
