Have I been stung by a bee? Nope. Never ever. Noooo way. And I don’t plan on it.
But that’s not my struggle. ***** 4, 5…6…7, 8! I count my battle wounds of mosquito bites the same way I count my Halloween candy. The more, the better. (Well, unless you eat too much and then your tummy hurts… that is always a problem.)
Did you know that I am the luckiest girl alive?! Whenever I pick a clover, it just happens to be a 4 leaf clover!!! EVERY TIME! It may just be because I rock your socks, or maybe because I can say the alphabet backwards (which means I am super cool!) OR maybe just because I am super sneaky and know that if you pick a 3 leaf clover, and you rip one of the wider sides of the clover in half… BAM! You get a magical lucky ducky 4 leaf clover!
“AKKK! MOOOM!!!! MAAAAA!!! THERE IS A HUGE-NORMOUS SPIDER ON THE WALLL! COME KILL IT!!!!!” I scream at the top of my lungs while running away frantically. My mom calmly strolls to the wall, takes her Kleenex, and gently squashes the spider. It lets out an explosion of flailing legs and blood everywhere as you hear my shrill shriek of horror and disgust. Well, actually my mom just squished the spider normally, nothing fancy….
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Have I been stung by a bee?
Nope. Never ever. Noooo way.
And I don’t plan on it.
But that’s not my struggle.
*****
4, 5…6…7, 8! I count my battle wounds of mosquito bites the same way I count my Halloween candy. The more, the better. (Well, unless you eat too much and then your tummy hurts… that is always a problem.)
Did you know that I am the luckiest girl alive?! Whenever I pick a clover, it just happens to be a 4 leaf clover!!! EVERY TIME! It may just be because I rock your socks, or maybe because I can say the alphabet backwards (which means I am super cool!) OR maybe just because I am super sneaky and know that if you pick a 3 leaf clover, and you rip one of the wider sides of the clover in half… BAM! You get a magical lucky ducky 4 leaf clover!
“AKKK! MOOOM!!!! MAAAAA!!! THERE IS A HUGE-NORMOUS SPIDER ON THE WALLL! COME KILL IT!!!!!” I scream at the top of my lungs while running away frantically. My mom calmly strolls to the wall, takes her Kleenex, and gently squashes the spider. It lets out an explosion of flailing legs and blood everywhere as you hear my shrill shriek of horror and disgust. Well, actually my mom just squished the spider normally, nothing fancy….