How dare you call me weird. I see! All my penpals write boring letters except Teresa! Guess what? Right now I am practicing flute! Felicity gave me a flute to practice with, I bet you didn’t get one!
I’m sorry Britta! I did not mean to write all those dreadful things, I got up on the wrong side of the bed! And I’m not in a good mood!
I poured all my madness onto you! You poor little Britta!
Well, I must practice flute!