Hello Melly,

I'm glad you can come out and talk here. It's okay if you don't come out much, neither do I. Although lately, I'm out of my safe place more often. Mr.****** says it's okay and I'm starting to understand why sometimes I'm here in this play and sometimes I'm in another place. Still confusing but if I just accept the information for what it is, I don't get so confused. I figure it will all make sense eventually.

I like music too but don't get to listen to it. The bad people don't let me have anything. That's okay because then I'm not noticed as much and it's better that way.

I like to climb trees and read books. I do the two things together and sometimes I take my notebook and write poems. I know I have promised poems but I'm waiting to make sure no one will make fun of me.

That's what the bad people do, they make fun of me. I don't think you or any of my new friends here will. But, it's still scary.

Friends,
Snowbird

PS: I don't like to talk about the squishy stuff either. I don't tell MR.***** about them because I'm afraid he won't like me then. Just like the others.