Sunday, September 5, 2010

I hope my children are like me.

Recently, my mom made me go through a box of things from my childhood and throw away /reorganize everything [completely trashing my living space and creating many distractions.]
If there is one thing i learned about my childhood, its that i wanted to be a writer. And i wrote a lot of ridiculous stories. If i think about it really, i remember writing stories as far back as i think i could write. before i could write. i was a dramatic child. and now im embarrassed because i did not fulfill my childhood dream of being a famous writer. i guess im only 22 and i still have a bright future.... hahhaaaaaaa. anyway, for your entertainment, i am including one of my many odd stories i wrote as a weird little girl, im guessing i was somewhere between 4th and 6th grade. i stayed naive for a long time.

heyyaaaaa:

In medford, colorado, lives a group of five kids. their names are Blossom, Nate, Madalyn, Olive, and Garnet [wtf? ha] Nate, the only boy of the group, always felt extra special. Blossom was so beautiful! Her long silvery-red hair just dangled past her shoulders. Garnet was the dreamer. She would dream and dream and dream. She had many fantasies. Most very unrealistic. [ i promise nothing sexy here] She always wrote with hearts on her I's and squiggly letters. She was such a dreamer that even when she was madly in love you could not tell- like the time she was in love with Morgan and thought it was very romantic that they had the same name. Olive, on the other hand, was a total TOMBOY. she wrote in big block letters that were real sloppy [at this time i changed my handwriting to be like hers] and she was a terrible speller. Madalyn was a girly girl. [from here on out i can not read my handwriting. then it becomes legible again.]

and there is no plot line, just me explaining characters of different stories, but never finishing them. i had a thing for names as a kid. i had a book of baby names that i found on a book shelf in my house and i hid it in my room and looked through it all the time. I was way embarrassed my mom would find out that i was looking up different names. probably i would make fun of my daughter for what i did too.

i was hiding a book of baby names while boys were hiding porn.
thats all.