Dad left for Washington yesterday for Aunty Dianne’s wedding. I just “finished writing” a “report” on Tuberculosis. I started it yesterday. It was due today, and it was supossed to be 6 pages and it’s only 3. Yesterday mom got REALLY mad at me. She said if the report wasn’t in today, I’d never get to use my computer game kit again. I don’t know if that’s so, because she says a lot of things she doesn’t mean when she’s angry. Bxut I’m really scared. My report is dumb. Goodbye.