As a little kid I had a very overactive imagination, and still do. Here is a short list of my weirdness.
My dream job was to be a pizza delivery girl on roller skates. I would draw pictures of my costume.
I made up a song and dance to a little tune I called “I'm feeling a little froggy.”
I didn't think that there were monsters under my bed, I thought there was a dancing garden gnome on my bed tickling my feet.
I made up a game that became a hit with all the neighborhood kids called “Milk the Cow” where we would soak a bunch of towels in water and hang them up on a tree branch, and squeeze the water into a bucket, and collect it it a big tub.
I used to catch crickets in dixie cups with my cousins and brother and then stick them in the freezer so we could save them for the morning. ...whoops?
Once when I had a high fever with the chicken pox I hallucinated that all my furniture was walking towards me to come and beat me.
I broke and dislocated my thumb playing moving target with my brother...I was the moving target.
Once, on a long road trip with my aunt we stopped an got some chips and drinks. My brother and I had the chips and my aunt kept reaching back for chips. My brother and I licked them before giving them to her because we wanted the chip seasoning. It took her a while to notice.
I insisted on being a ballerina cat for halloween at the age of five.
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