twentyeight.

"I wear a white dress and now I can eat yoghurt, cup a soup and hazlenuts. If i'm not sick, they'll let me play with the cats. Yeah, it's like... Hazy days, you know?"

twentysix.

'That one's called Sidley and that's Mischa. Isn't Mischa so pretty. Look at Sidley, sliming all over her. Disgusting, isn't he?'

twentyfour.

Bear Grylls is going to adopt me and then we will go on lots of lovely adventures in the wild together, eating frogs and jumping of water falls and what not.