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I wish trains still didn't have windows. Sure, now it's all temperature-controlled and bug-free, but what if I want to throw things at people?
My mother exemplifies this word more than anyone else I know. Sure, both my sisters are teachers, but we are all who we are because of our mother. She taught us - not just with books and facts and ridicule when we didn't know answers to trivia questions - but by setting an example that I am proud to follow.
What were we supposed to write about again?
I used to wear backpacks all the time, for school. But now that I'm not in school, I don't wear one any more. They seem so young, like a safety blanket - a safety blanket for your back. I kind of miss it. And I miss how cool I felt when I wore a backpack over only one shoulder once I was out of my mom's sight.
A montage is a collection of things to celebrate something. if there was a montage to my life, I'm not sure what it would include. Probably some unflattering photos (the only kind that are taken of me), an audio tape of my hiccups and my cackle-laugh, and maybe some delicious jelly beans.
I remember a lot of things, but I don't always remember how to spell remember. I get all jumbled with the ms and the es. And it has the word 'member' in it, which makes me feel all at once like maybe I'm a part of something and like maybe I'm catching a glimpse of someone's private parts.