Dear Fellow Immortals,
Hello. This is my story. Disclaimer- This is (mostly) fictional. Well, let's begin. *clears throat* When I was a baby, I would ride on my mother's hip like usual. But, I was a little rebel. I would throw my head back and look like 'Deal with it'. But, whenever I walked into a doorway, I would bang my head into it. After awhile, I stopped crying and just sighed. I have no idea how I became so smart and witty. Thank you for reading. End of Entry_1.