“How do you like the goldfish?” My father’s co-worker asked me.
I didn’t like them at all. They tasted awful. But they were free. My father got them from the lab. After the experiments which were mostly harmless he asked if he could take the fish home. He told them that his son would like them a ... (more)
I picked him up by his throat with my right hand. He kicked around feebly and grasped at my hand with his hands (He didn’t even know to try and either pull my thumb or my pinky back). I don’t know where he was looking. It wasn’t at me. This made me mad. Really mad. So I slammed him against the ba... (more) When I was a kid, I was kind of a jerk and I didn’t have many friends. And now (when I’m “on” at least) I make a lot of friends wherever I go and people actively go out of their way to help me succeed. It’s been a pretty long process (of making mistakes and learning from them) and I don’t have a ... (more)