The other day, whilst walking to the tube, I almost stole some children. It was an impulse emotion, undoubtedy sparked by their cuteness. I mean, they were the most adorable children I had ever seen. A brother and a sister, with ashy blond hair and bright eyes filled with giggles. They ran up and down the street in front of their mother, who trailed behind pushing the stroller.
The odds were against me. I knew I didn't have a good chance of a successful kiddie-heist and I knew they would probably quickly become an unnecessary financial burden, so I kept walking to the tube.
I also knew that it was probably wrong to steal children. Yes, I'm pretty sure I knew that.
Showing posts with label teenage life. Show all posts
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Friday, 4 February 2011
Thursday, 20 January 2011
Contagious Crying, Infectious Laughter.
It's my wedding anniversary. Eddie and I have been married for two years now. This one is for you, my love.
My husband has been dying to read my old online journal. I wrote it when I was a teen, but it is now completely private. Yeah, that probably makes it more intriguing, doesn't it? Well, my dear. Here you go. As you well know, I was a lot to handle back then—quirky and willful. So, I'm going to give it to you in tiny bites. Baby steps.
Today begins a series of flashbacks to an earlier me, a younger me, an absurdly aloof me. Me as a
My husband has been dying to read my old online journal. I wrote it when I was a teen, but it is now completely private. Yeah, that probably makes it more intriguing, doesn't it? Well, my dear. Here you go. As you well know, I was a lot to handle back then—quirky and willful. So, I'm going to give it to you in tiny bites. Baby steps.
Today begins a series of flashbacks to an earlier me, a younger me, an absurdly aloof me. Me as a
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