Choosing sides.
... never regain, the joy from the toy that the boy named Mcoy granted to me, the choice to give away the toy from the mcoy boy was harder than listening to the Lloyds complain about the noise it generated from other toys. Maybe one day I will forget about the neighbors gripes and complains and maybe oneday I will forget about the way they would scream and sound insane. I guess I would rather jump from a plane or live in maine far away from the insane places that complain about toys in the rain or toys during a game or even of toys of fame. I dont know what kind of man that is sane would have to complain about a boy with a toy from another boy mcoy playing a game in the rain with a small toy, a remote controlled plane. My story is just about through although im sad I will try to stay true, my mood is sour and ...