“I Am Me”

My mother thought I would become something special. She kept this early masterpiece of mine as a talisman. May I present my first short story, “I Am Me,” circa 1993.

This is my cat. She likes me because I am me.
This is my Dad. He likes me because I am me. This is my Mom. She likes me because I am me.
My Grandmea Grandpa, Papa Joe and Gram like me too because I am me. I like me! I am me!

The End.

I have no idea what happened to my self-esteem since then. It was good while it lasted. Thanks for letting me inside your head -Alicia

Published by alicia_basilica

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