When I Was Little I Was The Big Man I started at a young age to be a big man. I carried the paint crate on my back and the weight of life on my shoulders. While my peers were running to play games after school, I was chasing a living in the corners of a small town's coffee shops. I was never ashamed to go to school with paint in my hands and learn science. I started my life at the age of twelve, much earlier and much younger than my peers. At first, I was ashamed and even…
The story I lived with my sister It was the early eighties. I was in middle school back then. There weren't that many in our neighborhood who went to secondary school. There were also boys, but only one of the girls was gone. I was one of those few. Those were the years when television was in the few houses in the big neighborhood. Technology had not taken their lives captive yet. Friendships, neighbors, evening stays, tea was burned, I was waiting for you, the neighbor was…
My Little Story of Living Hello everyone, I would like to share with you the problem I had recently. Actually, maybe it's not a problem, but... Let's call it a kind of "reproach" if you want. I hope you welcome me. The gigantic beings (i.e. people) residing in this area have always peeked at me. They look like idols as soon as they see me. Believe me, they are stable enough to almost hold their breath. If you see them, they become so ridiculous. Therefore, there is a…
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When I was a kid
