i am arresting yoyu for assaulting a police officer.
it is almost a perfect cube, 2 metres long by 2 metres wide by 2 metres high.
it was 7 minutes after midnight. the dog was lying on the grass in the middle of the lawn in front of mrs Shear's house. Its eyes were closed. it looked as if it was running on its side, the way dogs run when they think they are chasing a cat in a dream. but the dog was not running or asleep. the dog was dead
why the hell is he locked up?!
when he said that, thismade me feel a lot calmer because it is what a policemen say on television and in film.
no i didn't kill the dog.
did you kill the dog christopher?
i wondered how i would escape if i was in a story. it would be difficult because the only things i had were my clothes and my shoes which has no laces in them.
i didn't kill the dog.
i stepped outside. father was standing in the corridor. he held up his right hand and spread his fingers out in a fan. I held up my left hand and spread my fingers out in a fan and we made our fingers thumbs touch each other. We do this because sometimes father wants to give me a hug, but i do not like hugging people, so we do this instead, and it means that he loves me.
He was quiet for a few seconds, then he asked "did you kill the dog Christopher?" I said " I didn't kill the dog"
there were coulds in the sky on the way home, so i couldn't see the milky way.