Little big things

-The time Becky had a dart in her calve, I can see the shape of the
drip of blood so clearly.
- When everyone died during Olden Days, and left me alive, to live and
play alone. That feeling still haunts me.
- Something about the red bike and a broken pane of glass. I think I
lied, but I honestly don't remember if I actually lied, or just felt
like I was getting in trouble for lying.
- Anytime Dad swore. Didn't happen that much. This one time, his voice
broke as he said "fuck", and I knew it was serious.
- The house full of cousins. Beds made of folded up comforters and
miss-matched bed linens. The smell of coffe in the morning.
- Reading. Oh the agony of just wanting to play outside after dinner,
and having to stay and take turns reading from the King James version!
I always imagined that the smell of the sofa cushions was from
people's butts, and farting on the couch.
- Panda bear ice cream.
- Staring out the backseat window and suddenly realizing that I am me,
and these people are my family, and the digital time display was
something real. And I snapped in and out of my body a lot. I still do.
- That picture of Cinderella dancing with Charming in our mailorder
book. That room looked so beautiful, and I wished she had brown hair,
like me.
_ The awful spare room in Grandma and Grandpa Light's basement. The
weird window that filtered light through the storage room, and the
wood paneling that looked like a thousand eyes watching you.