Monster in the Closet

When I was a kid, I was always afraid of calling down the stairs to my parents. Many times, I would get scared at night because we had ghosts in my house. My family had owned the house for five generations and quite a few people had died there. I would always be afraid to call for my mom and dad though. I would hear noises upstairs and then I would go sit on the stairs and listen to the tv. I was always trying to muster up the courage to call for my mom and dad because I would get in trouble.

Talking to Myself

So if I were to time travel, I would find myself on my deathbed and ask future me about life. I would talk to her about how to manage a home and how to raise kids. I would also ask about college and what career I ended up going into. I would like to be a teacher now but I do not know if that is going to pan out with the way the education system in america is changing. I would ask future me about how to truly achieve happiness and nirvana. I wonder if it involves going to music festivals. Speaking of which, I am so excited for scamp with my new camping gear. I am totally taking my new cooler. It looks like it will be awesome for camping.