Sometimes I get bored and I feel like writing something. I don't mean on the computer, I mean actually putting a pen to paper and forming the words with my own hand. When I get into one of these moods, I grab the closest piece of paper and start writing. I write one line, and then another and another until I've filled a page.
I recently found one at the back of my binder that I wrote who knows when. It made me laugh, so I thought I'd share...
Testing, testing. One, two three.
My name is Leinani & I eat meat.
Animals are yummy & most of them make good food.
I don't like liver though. Animals can keep their livers.
I am a brown individual.
My hair is brown, my skin is brown & my eyes are brown.
When I was a baby my eyes were blue & my daddy hoped they'd stay that way.
I'd like to have blue-eyed babies too, but with Joe, I don't think that'll happen.
I wonder what it's like to be an albino.
You'd think that if you couldn't produce pigment, you'd be invisible.
Can an albino get a sunburn? I mean, if their skin can't produce pigment, wouldn't they be unable to turn red when they burned?
