Other Mother
Father
Wybie
Forcible
I exhausted myself by hosting tea parties with my dolls over and over again.
I have nothing else to do now, I thought when my mom
like an angel, arrived with a brand new CD in her hand, "look what I bought!" she exclaimed. The shiny
plastic over the Coraline CD glistened in her arms.
Movie Night!! We grabbed some snacks, turned most of the lights off and crashed on the couch. And then,
what
would be my favourite movie began playing.
I had nightmares of my parents turning into button-eyed people who were actually not my parents but once
I got over it, it became a memorable phase of my life.
I began wanting to experience the world on my own. I would try to make friends with people with
different
age groups, solely with the intention of meeting weirdly
nice people. In rhetrospect, I think I'm lucky I never found myslef in inescapable danger in my quest to
look for eccentric people.
All those dormant memories came rushing back and how.
I could now remember how I felt like when I was 7. Calm, imaginative, happy and secure. I began to
ponder how much I've changed in all these years.
I still had few friends, was living in a monotonous place (my college dorm haha), I still had the same
haircut, but now with dark blue highlights(hehe) and I still
search for weirdness in the world.