stories

There are billions of people and each person has thousands of stories.
I doubt you remember thousands but you still have them. They're probably not that interesting;

"I sat down with a book and realized I was craving toast with cinnamon so I got back up and made it. It was delicious."
The End

here's a random story from my life:

I had a rabbit named Snowball when I was young and our neighbor boy killed it. He stabbed it with a knife and tore it apart and then threw it in a ditch. I cried and cried. It was the first loss I had. Nobody believed he did it except me. Everyone said it was the huge police dog that lived next door, but I know he did it. He once set fire to a field and the fire trucks had to come put it out. The whole field was blazing.
He was only a year older than me.
The End.

sometimes there are too many things to think about but they aren't really word thoughts so it's imposible to write them down even though i want to. like right now.

what an utterly useless post.

i must be an old-un

I work at a daycare. Today I worked with the 7 year olds and while we were coloring i said "guys, i didn't even have a TV until i was 6." they gasped and someone said, "why? because you lived in the past?"

i'm 18...