Hit my head. Don’t remember a thing
where i’m from
I am from brisk mornings on the overgrown fields, from feeding the pigs in the red and white barn. I am from the big oak tree in the front yard, climbing it to the top I am from scraped knees And band–aids, Not doing my homework And getting yelled at by my parents Read More…
Thanksgiving!!!!
Hello! This is my first post, so no judgment, okay? Now, there are few things I like to talk about, so I am going to start with something simple. Thanksgiving! My favorite day of the year. Not because of the food, but because of… Ya, it’s the food. My favorite pie is Rupert Read More…