THERE IS A BARRICADE. OUTSIDE MY BEDROOM.
See, my family hates rats. And there’s one inside our room so my mom and i went downstairs while my dad tried to kill it. We both had no idea what he was doing and stuff. After maybe 15 minutes, my dad went down and told us he killed the thing and was gonna clean up now. I went upstairs and saw one of the greatest sights i have ever seen.
And I repeat those wonderful words: THERE IS A BARRICADE. OUTSIDE MY BEDROOM. And it’s awesome because there is a red scarf thing beside it so yeah.
And I gotta go. My dad will destroy the barricade soon (NOOOOOO! WE MUST FREE FRANCE!!!!) and I still need to sing and pretend to be Enjolras and die of happiness.
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