My brother, P Box, talk a lot about me. I'm 14 years old and Clyde is 19. Clyde doesn't like WP because he doesn't think he fits into here. He gave me this account when P brother told me there were people to talk to. So now I talk to some people. We went out of California yesterday on Wednesday. I don't go out much. The sensations of senses stimulates me and makes me feel funny. We went to the airport. And I thought for sure that I'd be left behind. The airplanes were so loud, so many people, bright lights, I started crying and they told me to calm down. But I couldn't. But the thing from this is that I made it on the airplane and was okay.
This concludes my airport adventure.