Sophia's Diary 8
Bones!
Hmm? Today’s bones are especially crunchy.
Wait, these are dragon bones?
Well, no wonder, then.
I feel like Goody Two-shoes has been all over me even more so than usual lately.
He keeps touching me whenever he gets the chance, you know?
Unlike the other brats, at least he isn’t trying anything stupid like flipping my skirt, but I guess he’s a boy, too.
That’s just the sort of thing a boy his age would do.
Hmm?
Where is he trying to touch me, you ask?
Mostly on the head and the face.
He’s even smelled my hair and other weirdness like that.
And I guess he’s also tried to touch my butt and chest and stuff.
Huh? What? Don’t ever let him touch me again?
It’s dangerous?
Men are animals?
Where did you learn a phrase like—? No, never mind. I know the answer to that.
But he’s still just a little boy, you know.
Certainly not old enough to be called a man yet.
What’s that?
Men are dangerous no matter what the age?
Look, isn’t that a little bit paranoid?
All right, all right!
I won’t let him touch me again.
Not even my hair?
Of course not.
Huh?
Be careful with my belongings?
Don’t play the recorder?
Why would I have a recorder?
What in the world are you talking about?
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