I'm kinda psycho...




So, I am the youngest of four kids in my house. We are all two years apart(except for me) and all of us do ballet dancing(exept my 2nd oldest brother quit). So my oldest brother is naturally the most serious about ballet and he went to a competition called the Youth America Grand Prix which is the biggest student competition in I think the entire world. Well he from there got a scholarship from the Royal Winnipeg Ballet school. But Winnipeg is all the way up in Canada. Well he liked it there so he has been staying there for the entire year and we hardly ever see him. Hmm... maybe I should get to the real story.So we drove all the way from Massachussets(and through all of Michigan) to Winnipeg! Well in Winnipeg Liam(my older brother) had some friends who like us were homeschoolers! It was pretty awesome. But one night we were all eating dinner like nothing was wrong(by the way the people who we were staying with had one of those blow up punching bags in the basement). But I had this feeling that something bad had happend and I was done eating so I took my friend to show him something in my bag that was in the basement. And when we had gone downstairs I noticed that the punching thing had a large cut in it and was deflating! And my friend looked at me and said "I think your psycho"..................... And later it was kind of funny but my friends would ask me what color or number they were thinking of and I was always right! But gradually my psychoness wore off(unfortunetly).

 

Thanks for sharing your story :)