Hello everyone! How are you guys doing? I hope great. Ramadan Mubarak to my Muslim friends out here in HIVE.
Well, guys, it seems like today’s post is going to be a little game where I am writing about myself in 3 paragraphs from there one of them is the truth while the others are lies. So let’s begin.
Anyways guys did you know I have a little brother? Well, I guess today is the day you guys know and I am going to talk about me and him when he was younger. When I mean younger I mean when he was a newborn baby. I was too excited to hold him but to my mom, I was still too young to hold him and I was afraid that I might drop him. Well, that didn’t stop me. I nagged until my mom agreed and I ended up losing my balance and he fell.
While speaking of this incident that involved my mom, I remember a time when we all went to a party. I don't remember much but all I do remember is how I banged my head hard on a two-sided metal swing in the children's playground when my mom clearly told me and my brother to stay seated while she brings food for us.
Talking about playgrounds reminds me of high school, where my bestie and I used to love playing basketball. We did win a couple of matches in the tournaments there but that’s high school. Now I don’t know if we can do it again or if I can play like I used to.
Well, that’s it. I hope you guys enjoyed the stories of my childhood. Best wishes in figuring them out.