Chapter Twenty-one

　　AMALA 　　"Wow, this room is big, Amala!" Amy runs around with her tiny feet. 　　I scan around the room and let out a whistle. Who would have thought they would make so much effort for Amy's room as soon as we immediately left the hospital? 　　Walls are newly wallpapered in pink with bunny patterns, a large queen-sized four poster bed is being decorated with pink frills. There are toys everywhere and as Amy opens the box, she giggles as she pulls out different dolls and books. 　　"Amala! It is like a doll house!" 　　"It is like a Barbie room which comes to life," I mutter. 　　"If you excuse me." 　　Finrel, who escorted us to this room, excuses himself before closing the door. Now that Seth and that snake, Marie, are discussing their plans of "reforming" me, I have some time alone with Amy. 　　I sit down next to her as she starts opening the huge castle with a king and queen doll inside. 　　"Say, Amy, when you said Frisky, what do you mean by that?" 　　"Ma-wi said it is my wolf!" She answ