When I Was Young

I used to watch my mother cook dinner and on the nights she made soup or something like it, I would ask if I could stir. While I was stirring I would pretend that I was a witch brewing up some sort of potion.

On sundays after church I would go outside and sit letting the wind lift my hair and I would pretend that I was a princess. I would even sing sometimes.

When I was in the house alone, I'd sing a duet- my partner was invisible, but I always saw him and I heard him crystal clear.

Katelyn and I would swing and we would close our eyes and enter a totally different world. We rode horses and fought witches and rescued a princess. It was always the same princess. I just realized how annoying that it.

When we had dinner guests coming over and my mother asked me to light candles, I would imagine the candles crying out in pain. The worst part is that I liked it.

Danielle and I would sometimes play in the back yard and on the days the were nice we would jump on the trampoline with the sprinklers going and we would pretend that we were abused ponies living in the sky, but everytime we were injured, it only made us jump higher and fly faster (we were ponies that could fly) and kick harder.

I was never very sure how to play with dolls so I just put music on and made them dance like they were in the music video.

I was convinced that cars could drive themselves. Until the day my dad proved other wise... we nearly went off the road.

I dont remember ever believing in Santa Clause.

My sister and I and some of the neighborhood kids would pretend like we were homeless when it was raining outside.

My dad would take us to Golden Corale and make us eat some sort of vegtable before anything else. I always got brocolli and cheese.

I was really upset the day we moved and it took me a long time before I liked the new house.

I never liked my drinks with ice.

I had a lot of dreams about clocks and snakes.

I have no memory of this, but apparently I stabbed my sister with a pencil once.

When I would walk to my piano lessons, I always looked over my should because I was sure someone was following me.

I would sit in the hamic swing and sing about three people who didn't exsist.

I used to corolate numbers with colors. 5 was red 4 was blue and when you add them they make 9 which was purple.

I was convinced that cats couldn't breathe unless they could move their tail.