((Locked against everyone))

I can't believe the trail is gone. Or why it's gone. A few years ago I heard Mom and Dad mention "tragic" and "cancer" about Aunt Maggie and Uncle Dylan... and after Mr. and Mrs. Anders called them tonight to tell them what I did to their backyard, I got the whole explanation.

They sold fifty acres of the farm to be developed into houses to help pay for Aunt Maggie's surgery and chemotherapy. I had no idea and now I feel really horrible for what I did. I'm not sorry for ripping up their yard though -- it's where the trail belongs!

Mike is mean and I think he might've dug up poor Morgan just to antagonize me. At least the other people I met in chat tonight are nice.

But I think I want to go home.