Dear Diary, Dennys is Awesome

Dear Diary,
Her name is Miss.Brenda, ya know the waitress from last night. She took me home with her! I was at Dennys for so long, just sittin there, cause I didn't have any other place to go, ya know. So Ms. Brenda, I didn't know that was her name yet though, came over and said, "Honey bear where's ya ride?" I told her I didn't have no ride coming for me, that I had runaway and there wasn't a soul in the world that was gonna care.

Logically, she asked, "Well cookie cream why'd you go off and run away?"

I started to open my mouth, but then I got kinda scared, like the scared you get when you just realized you're all alone in a pitch black room with things that want to hurt you. I told her I couldn't tell her right yet, but that if it was okay I'd like to just go to sleep on the Denny's booth. I said I wouldn't cause any trouble or steal any food. And this was the truth cause I was a stuffed turkey after eatin the pancakes, eggs, and bacon with orange juice.

To my surprise Ms. Brenda said, "Turtle Dove, this is no place for a child. You're comin home with me."

Oh lord, Diary, I was so excited to be going home with this nice lady I almost peed in my pants. But I didn't because then she probably wouldn't have wanted me anymore. Diary, would you believe this lady had a big old pink Cadillac with maroon seats and a brown steering wheel! I'd never seen such a car. When we finally arrived at her house it was seven in the mornin, so I could see her big front yard with red roses drawing up her house like upside down rain. The inside of her house smelled like dennys and leather.

She was leading me into a bathroom, handing me towels and a bar of soap when she said, "Oh by the way caramel mousse, Ma name is Brenda, I never been married so call me Miss. Brenda. Alright, now you take a shower and then I'll show ya to yer room.

I'd never taken a shower in another person's house before. So I didn't really feel comfortable takin off my bra and underwear so I just showered in it. When I got out of the shower and called Miss Brenda, she said that wouldn't do and that I'd have to put on a fresh pair of both. I wanted to cry, I told her I didn't have another pair, that all I had in this whole world was you, my diary. She went to her room and brought me back a large t-shirt and some gym shirts with the built in underwear and said that after she took a nap we was gonna have to go to wal-mart and get me some new clothes.

Oh thank you jesus, our heavenly father! I get to by real clothes with a real woman that I'm going to pretend is ma Mama!

After I had on these big clothes that swallowed my skinny elbows and knees, she took me to this bedroom with a green bed and navy wall. Sport teams hung over the wall like flies to garbage. I asked her if she liked sports, alot, but she said, "Oh, no sugar pie, this is my son's room. Well he's off and gone now. He lives in Florida which is where I'm gonna live as soon as I can make enough money."

Even though it was light outside, I curled up under the awful green sheets and went to sleep. When I woke up Miss.Brenda was gone but there was a note on the table. I couldn't read it but I saw the number four, and figured she had gone out and would be back around then. That's what Auntie Mary Joans always did, wrote down a number on a pink sticky note and that was the time I had to return to my room for the evening. So around four, Miss. Brenda would return to her room and then I would see her.

Mmm, I smell cinnamon rolls. I think they're on the stove so I'm gonna go and get one. Bye Diary!

With all my heart,
Bellaray Dave