I Want My Mommy

I don't want to go to the bad man tomorrow.
I'm a wussy girl; I don't like pain, nor being at the mercy of others.

I've never been knocked out before. I like to be in control; sleeping bothers me if I think too much about it. Sometimes I wake up in the morning and am really disconcerted, wondering what happened while I was dead to the world.

I'm pretty lucky, no surgery or stitches in my past. Pneumonia once and a really nasty knee ligament injury, but I was completely aware of what those doctors were doing.

Oh yes, I'm a whiney little B today, but that's because I'm nervous!
Ice cream is small consolation, my friends.

Also, any declarations, admissions, or confessions must not be held against me, no matter how amusing or scandalous. Thank you.