All the rules in KIDS became so extreme after a while. I remember I was near the kitchen in the Bergen County building and the doorbell rang. I asked one of the kids who was working in the kitchen about it...I can't remember who it was. He was short with dark brown hair, like a br*tt b*d*ll or someone. Anyway, he was so scared and frustratingly consciencious of talking behind backs that instead of saying, "someone went to get it", he said "It was went to be got". I will never ever forget that as long as I live.
