Thursday, August 19, 2010


Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be a different person. To have a different family. Grow up someplace else. Have different ideas. Different stories. Different friends.

Sometimes I wonder what people really think of me, and I wonder if I was someone else, would I be Kate Troxell’s friend. I’m mean, I here good stuff about me, and the bad stuff I normally hear are complete lies. But ... what do people really think?