Seeing as how I was nearly backed into a corner,with only two possible ways out,it seemed rather foolish to me to be choosing the cowards route. Aunt Constance was able to tell the same thing,just by observing my actions that Friday morning. When she asked me what was wrong over breakfast,I told her the truth. It was after I finished that I discovered I had been wrong about my aunt,she did have emotions,she just needed to function as an anchor for me,so I wouldn't become weak and do something foolish.

When breakfast was done,I found that my earlier worries were distracting me from the truth,Laura and I were friends,if she placed as much faith as she did in such a thing by inviting me,I would bring dishonor to our friendship by chickening out and NOT going to her slumber party.

It was a good thing that I carried out my intention of going. The events which started on Saturday,and carried well into Sunday morning,were as memorable as what the experiences I had been through in the past had been,whether it was with the little ponies,or my family. As usual,the events went down in the diary. I also knew that,sooner or later,I was gonna have to invite Laura over to see where it was that I lived.