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You Are Not Magical

I am magical, I said. I can control her. You cannot! Yes, I can, and I do. You do not! My eight-year-old twin is angry now, with a mean face. I do not back down. Want to see? How? What do you want me to make her do? Make her come down those stairs. During Jeopardy? I am backing up now. Our mother loves Jeopardy, it is the only TV show she believes in. I cannot control her during Jeopardy. I wrack my brain and it quickly comes up with a plan. I smack her favorite blue glass vase off the top of the TV set. There is a loud cracking sound. My sister’s face turns into a horror movie. She runs off, screaming “MAWWWWWWMMMMMMMM!” Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. See? I think stupidly. I am magical! Impulsivity is my middle name.

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Date: 12/22/2018 1:36:00 PM
Lol, the girl sure is magical, I absolutely love reading this wonderful poem of yours, well since Christmas is soon so I wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/22/2018 6:27:00 PM
Thank you. I am in touch with my child self during Christmas week for sure. Merry Christmas back to you and Happy New Years, my friend!
Date: 12/22/2018 12:04:00 PM
Certainly out of the box...Would make any body jump...Merry Christmas Caren
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/22/2018 6:27:00 PM
Thank you Arturo. Merry Christmas! Do something insanely mystically fun for yourself!
Date: 12/22/2018 10:28:00 AM
Funny! Sounds like the kind of thing a cat would do and say if they could! LOL
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/22/2018 6:29:00 PM
You must get yourself a magical cat, because I have had one, and frankly it is a daily experience.