Where am I? Blog 1: Welcome to Zangolia

[Rosie :)]

Here I am, riding on the train, trying to keep away from the creepy red eyed cat. Why I do this? Because I think my mom doesn't want me to talk to a cat with red eyes. Why was I leaving? I already forgot. I just know this thing is freaking creepy, I mean come on, A TURTLE IS DRIVING A BUS, AND A CAT WITH RED EYES IS COMING OVER TO ME! I scoot farther away from the cat, who just decides to sit right next to me. "What the heck are you doing, kitty?" I smacked the cat, who obviously couldn't talk, or could have feelings, so, I just smacked him. And then he asks, "What's your name?" Like heck I would answer a blue and white cat who was like, in his 40's, could speak, and has red eyes, which isn't even logically possible. I answered "Ariel." Then, this freaky cat asks me more questions, such as, "Where are you heading?" "Are you moving?" He seemed to know everything. When the turtle talked, I lost it. I screamed, running off the bus. I expected to see normal people, but instead, I went even more mad.

 

[Rosie :)]

Does anybody even like these entries?

 

[Mayor Alice~]

I love it! That's so funny! I should've started my blog like this. Instead, I started my blog already in town.