I remember telling her once that some mythical creatures had called a secret meeting and that the two of us were invited and that she should stop doing her homework and come with me. She did and we spent a few minutes sitting in silence because I assured her the creatures were there, but she was too polite to say anything at the time. Did I mention we were only 7 or 8 years old at the time? Guess I had a flair for the dramatic back then.
I can't remember whether I believed in the creatures too back then, or whether I was just a compulsive liar or something. I remember telling her these things, but I can't imagine or remember why.
Nope, not a compulsive liar, a compelling storyteller! I can just imagine the serious look on your cousin's face. Thanks for taking part :-)
ReplyDeleteThis post made me giggle! I think you had a bigger imagination than you realise.
ReplyDeleteBut you were a good storyteller at a young age! :)
ReplyDeletePahaha! I agree with Nick, you definitely had a great imagination!
ReplyDeleteThanks for being a part of the bloghop!
And that's how a story teller is born! Great post.
ReplyDeleteAnnalisa - Thanks for co-hosting this great blogfest.
ReplyDeleteNick - Thank you. It still comes in handy sometimes, though, not in such a drastic way. Thanks for stopping by.
Al - Thank you for your kind words and for visiting.
Kyra - Thank you so much for the nice words and thanks for co-hosting such a great bloghop.
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lol That story made me laugh. Your poor cousin. It's nice she was such a good sport about it.
ReplyDeleteTwisted! I like it.
ReplyDeleteSounds like you were a talented story-teller even back then.
ReplyDeleteM Pax - I am glad that it made you laugh. She was a real good sport back then, I wonder if she still remembers those days.
ReplyDeleteAlex - Thank you, I am glad you liked it.
Charmaine - Thank you so much!