July 13, 2016

It was sports day.
I felt like everyone was staring at me and there there were chickens everywhere.
I walked one round aroudn the track to get a chicken.
I got a blue chicken and I was talking to myself about how beautiful the chicken was.
An Indian lady told me it was very cute of me.
The whole circle was really long with woods and houses like cross country.
It was like when my father brought me on a motorbike around the countryside.
By the time I walked back Sports Day is over.
I went home and Ms Sarah followed me.
It was a long white corridor, not my own home.
It was a HDB and the metal doors were white.
I carried the chicken in a plastic bag then it tried to get out.
I put it in the tray I was wheeling (like the Toyota caninet thing).
So I brought the chicken home like that.
I opened the door to my home and granny was lying on the first level of a bunk bed, right at the door.
I gave granny a pacifier amd said, here is the chicken I got for lunch.
It was very sad.