A Normal Human Boy

In hopes of changing me into a normal human 8 to 10 year old boy, my mother organizes ‘play-dates’ and ‘sleep-overs’ for me.When the mothers of the invited children meet me for the first time the conversation inevitably revolves around how shy I am.As I stare silently into the distance I think, “I’m not shy, I just don’t want to talk to you.” Despite falling asleep in bed, the other kids usually wake up in the middle of the nightRead more