THIS STORY IS 100% TRUE, AND IT HAPPENED TO MY COUSIN HANNAH AND ME.
(We were on a trip to Memphis)
"I... am... bored," Hannah complained, tossing herself on a bench. "Nancy, when is the trolley coming?"
My mom checked her watch. (Yes, my cousin calls my mom by her name). "Five more minutes, honey," she replied.
Hannah sighed and put her head on my lap.
I patted her head. "Rachel, do you want to walk around?" Hannah asked. "Because I'm bored beyond belief."
"Hannah, the trolley's about to come, so can you wait?" I told her.
I really shouldn't of said that, because Hannah's adorable puppy face came along.
"Pwease Wachel?" Hannah asked, tears bubbling up in her eyes.
I stared into the face of defeat. "Fine," I groaned. "But I'm tired, so let's not go that far."
Hannah did a little dance of happiness then walked with me along the sidewalk.
The sun was setting, emmiting a nice orange glow. Hannah seemed to be enjoying herself, probably thinking violent thoughts, like people getting ripped in half with blood gushing out of their body.