This Morning

            It all started when G was seen robbing three of J & C's Nerf gun darts. In immediate response, JC (J & C) took G's small glass doll Beatrice. A very stubborn Cold War broke out, but all along G would not return the darts. J swore that he would not return the doll until they had their darts back, and it is very hard to make J go back on a promise. G kept saying and yelling over and over again "Give me back my doll, give me back my doll", but J was still true to his word.
            Eventually, J told C to run off and keep the doll in a safe place. But G had overheard and had run to try and grab the doll. C gently took the doll and started moving away. He tried, he really did, but some factor made him accidentally drop it. It could have been the fright he was experiencing, or that he didn't have a firm grip on the doll, but it fell down nevertheless. When he quickly reached down to pick it up, all of us praying the entire time, there was a small patch of glass missing from the arm.
           G started screaming at JC for breaking it, and D decided to just break up the verbal war and separate all of us by the distance of rooms. G had been sobbing the moment the doll hit the ground, and D was trying to comfort her. G told D that it was all JC's fault, and so JC were "Sent to their rooms" while G was still sobbing away. Now, the glue is still drying, while J is writing this daily story, C is doing something unknown in his room upstairs, and GD (G & D) are playing the piano in the living room. JC never got their darts back.

 ~ Signed J