But if I could go back in time, I would have found myself in that same memory. I would let him have the shaded swing and content myself with the metal slide that literally burned my ass because it was always under the sun.
Superstitions and Ghost (?) Stories
In 5th grade, my teacher asked us if our families had any superstitions. One of my classmates responded that, according to his mom, when his bed isn’t made, his guardian angel is still sleeping. From that moment in my life, I have become vigilant in fixing my bed every morning. Now, I fix my bed…