My feelings will not be repressed

Finally it was A's birthday party today. There was an entertainer and dancing and chocolate biscuits, and I gave A his present and card which I had written myself, but most importantly, M was my friend. She let me hold her hand throughout the jumping and dancing until we had to go home separately and I cried.
We went on the bus, stopping at the shop to play on the moving stairs, then getting on another bus. Mummy's phone was not working so we could not get the bus home. We took a taxi. Mummy was sad but it was fun. I was not very hungry for dinner but ate it up so I could have my cake.