Peter Van Daan
I hate it here. Nobody seems to understand me. All it is around here is study (which am not even good at), eat beans, have Anne run around everywhere, doing everything that she possibly can to annoy me, while my father is yelling at just about everything I do. Whenever I have the chance, I always try to go and see Mouschi. At least Mouschi understands me.
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