Today, on the last round, Fiona was the seeker. She counted to 25..."23, 24, 25, ready or not, here I come!"
I hid myself in a super easy-to-find hiding spot. Behind a bedroom door. She came down the hallway and found a couple people. Then I heard her footsteps come into the room I was in. It was dark. I couldn't help it.
So I made my brothers proud. I bet the neighbors heard her bloodcurdling scream. you still love me though, right? Everyone in my family knows - usually I'M the one who is the victim of a scare, not the culprit. But Josh and Diego aren't home anymore, and someone had to do it. After all, these are acts of love. And everyone laughs about it later.
L I V E ~ L A U G H ~ L O V E
Isn't that what life is all about?