Death part 2
Mother told me I was the smartest because I was trained, without any accidents, before I hit my first birthday. By the time I celebrated my first birthday I was fluently speaking up a storm. By the time I hit my third birthday I was bilingual and happily loving my life. But now I felt stupid and I felt nothing. I didn’t want to go to school any more. I did go to school, but at recess I no longer had any desire to play. I stood in the corner and tears were quickly streaming downward. At first the... Sign in to see full entry.