Sometimes she scares me

Fri, May 23, 2014


We’re driving home.

Me and the 9-year-old.

She’s quiet.

Staring across me out of the window as I drive.

Suddenly she hunches and draws up her knees, her hands go to her mouth and she cackles out a “Whoops.”

Me: “What’s up M?”

Miss M: “I was imagining I was controlling a man in the park with my mind, and he just walked into a bin. ┬áSnort. Giggle.”


I have no words.


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4 Responses to “Sometimes she scares me”

  1. miss m and e Says:

    Oh that poor man. oh well better him than me, just got to hope that man’s not reading this Xxxxxxxxx


  2. Iota Says:

    That’s a bit scary, as you say! Are you back blogging, then?


  3. Jo Beaufoix Says:

    Snort, glad you felt sorry for him you two. Though you seemed to think it was quite funny at the time Miss M! :)


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