I do have a friend. Her name is Alice. Alice is nice to me. She braids my hair when she comes over. I like braids. I like how three strands of hair can form a pattern to become one. I don't know how to braid, but I wish I could.
Alice tells me she can walk through walls. She doesn't walk through door, my enemy, that is why she is my friend. Alice likes to play games with me. We play hide and seek. She always wins at that.
Sometimes Alice gets mad because she wants me to come play with her through the wall and I can't. I have tried it before but I think I have too many bones to do that. Alice told me she doesn't have bones, or blood. That is how she gets through the walls.
When the people who keep me in my room see me play with Alice, they say that I am not playing with anyone. But that is because they can't see Alice. She doesn't want them to see her.
Alice can do tricks. She can pick up things and make ooz seep from the walls. I get blamed when she does that so I don't see Alice a lot anymore.
