Short Girl Thinks She’s Tall

Them: How tall are you? Me: I’m 5 ft 3.5 Them: No you’re not! You’re much taller than that. Here, I’m 5 ft 2, I’ll prove it to you. Come stand next to me. Me: *stands next to them. Finding we are pretty much at eye level* Them: oh…. This is a genuine conversation I…

My Broken Bones Trilogy. Part 3: The Jinx

I broke my third bone two weeks after having my cast removed for my right wrist (My Broken Bones Trilogy. Part 2: Octopus boy). Do you believe in jinxes? The day I got my cast removed, my Dad laughed ‘hey, wouldn’t it be really funny if you broke your middle finger and had to walk…

My Broken Bones Trilogy. Part 2: Octopus boy

One year after breaking my first bone (click here if you haven’t read it yet), it happened again. It was the spring-autumn-winter of the early 2000’s. I was in Year 6, my last year of primary school. Back then, every kid looked forward to being the Year 6’s of the school. You were the oldest…

You Can’t Die In Dreams? Sure You Can!

We’ve all heard it, ‘you can’t die in your dreams! Your brain can’t cope, and it will wake you up just before you die’. Or the ‘if you die in your dream, you die in real life’. Well, I’ve definitely died in my dreams, more than once, I didn’t wake up and the dream just…

Getting My Tonsils Removed

I was about 7 or 8 years old when my parents woke me up early in the morning to take me to the hospital. It was still dark outside when we got to hospital, but there was a hint of light from the sunrise. We were directed to my hospital room, got changed into hospital…

My Worst Nightmare: The Murderous Dolls

The other day I was wandering around myself and I suddenly remembered a petrifying dream I had as a six-ish year old. At least, it was petrifying to the six year old version of me. Me now? I’m tough as nails…no dream can phase me! *Lies* Here is how the nightmare unfolded… The dream started…

Who am I?

This is my first post! It’s not as deep as the title makes it sound, I promise. “So, tell  me who you are, tell me who [insert name] is?” I’ve always hated this question, because the answer is always…uhhhh I dunno… This question seems to throw me into a mini existential crisis where I ponder…