I pat my belly and sigh happily. I can't remember the last time I was full.

Slowly, I sit up from where I am laying in the giant tree.

I am in the forest behind my house. This is a great place because people almost never come here. Plus, I love forests!

I love spending time here. There are only a couple of people that ever come and they are easy to avoid. The people that come mostly only come in the mornings or evenings to jog or walk their dog. I know these woods well, and they know me. We are, after all, old friends. This forest has been my haven and helped keep me alive.

I watch a squirrel run up a tree and scurry through the branches and leaves. I stand up on my branch and leap over to the squirrel's tree. I race up to the top following the squirrel. I laugh as it runs off scared of me.

I don't know why it would be scared. It's been months since I last ate a squirrel. Besides, I am already stuffed. Sugar is much better than squirrel meat! I'd take sugar over squirrel any day, but sometimes I don't have the option.

With Star's help, I leap off the tree twisting and flipping until I hit the ground tucking and rolling. I brush the pine needles off with a smile. Skipping off through the woods, I stop and pick flowers whenever I see one I like.

As I am about to pick a tiny purple flower off of a vine, Sarah announces the time. I drop my flowers with a frown and start to run back home. It is about four miles away, but I get there in less than ten minutes. All this I know because of Sarah. She truly is the smartest person in the whole world! Too bad she is stuck inside my head.

I'm pretty sure the world record for running is like a four minute mile or something slow like that, but Star helps me run really fast for a really long time. She's the best.

I walk in the house a second after Marie. I am so happy that Master didn't catch us! Sarah always times everything perfectly. She has never gotten us late, that's more of my job!

I am about to sneak off to my room, but then I see Master smiling viciously.

"Sang," she says with a sickly sweet smile that makes me want to cringe. "Did you know your school has started to send home phone calls to parents when their kids don't show up to school?"

Oh, poop.

"What?!" Sarah cries starting to hyperventilate. "Why was she called?! Thousands of students to to our crap school and tons of them skip school, but I let you once (Once!!) and we're busted! Never again, Sang!"

"Relax. The worst that can happen is that she wants a playtime."

Sarah seems, for some reason, to soften like ice cream, "That's right, darling. It's just playtime."

I smile up at Master, excited for whatever she has planned.

She grabs me by my hair and throws me so I crash into the wall and floor. Master kicks me in the ribs and rears back her foot and kicks again. And again. And again.

When she tires of kicking me, she grabs the twisty thing off of the blinds that opens and closes them and smiles, swinging it around. I smile back at her. I love it when we play with this toy!

Master brings it crashing down all over me. I smile at the pretty red liquid it brings. The pain sends a funny shiver up my back and spreads delight through me. She keeps swinging and laughter bubbles out of my mouth.

"Shut up *****! I hate you! I hate the way your voice sounds! I hate your ugly voice! Why won't you just **** ing die already?!" Master roars. "You little ****! You think you can skip school?! You think you can escape?! I will always find you! One of these days I will just kill you and no one will care. No one loves you! You are just a stupid ***** who is insane! Killing you would do the world a favor. At least no one will have to hear your stupid voice again!"

Smiling up at Master, I let out a laugh again. She says the funniest things. I wish I were as funny as Master. Sometimes, I can't tell if she is being silly or being serious, but either way, it cracks me up.

Master returns the smile making me beam.

"Come to the kitchen with me *****."

I follow Master, stumbling as the pain flares through me with every movement. Sitting on the stool, I wait while Master slams through the cabinets and fridge. Grinning like a madwoman (or me and Star XD), she shoves a glass into my hands.

"You can go to your room as soon it is all gone. Drink it all, ****."

I am so happy right now! Master made me a special drink?! She must really love me! She doesn't even make stuff for Marie!

I tip the glass back. It is nasty! It makes my mouth and throat and belly hurt! I puke it up in the kitchen sink while Master laughs and laughs and laughs.

Oh well. It's the thought that counts.

I try to laugh with her, but my voice isn't working for some reason. She slaps me across the face and causes me to fall off the stool and onto the counter. She walks off laughing and goes into her room, but not before telling me she wants dinner early tonight.

I pick myself up and walk to the bathroom to clean up the pretty ruby red blood. I love it, but Master doesn't like when it stains stuff. And when it stains stuff, I have to hurry up and clean it or Master will make more of the gorgeous blood fall.

We have the most fun playdates!