Story Time with Strange


there was a girl in her early tweens. The girl was beautiful, okay, absolutely freaking beautiful and don’t believe anyone who tells you otherwise. She had a confident smirk grin, almost-smooth peach skin, and golden glasses framing her twinkling eyes the color of melting chocolate.

Mmmm, chocolate. I’m hungry.

She was of regular size, she was not fat and she was not skinny. She had a decent personality, creative, independent, had a sense of humor, relatively nice. She loved reading. Among her favorite books were Percy Jackson, Harry Potter, The Lunar Chronicles, Divergent, The Hunger Games, and Dork Diaries. She also loved candy, chocolate, ice cream, and cake.

She was also scared to death of rats.

She dressed in casual clothes most of the time, in loose black yoga pants, a long-sleeved Harvard tee (that’s where she wanted to go for college) black sneakers and a black hijab.

Wait, wait, wait. Hold up. Did you just say hijab?

Yup. She wore a hijab, the Muslim word for headscarf.

Did that suddenly make you think less of her? That just because she covered her hair she was somehow less of a person?

Just something to think about.

Until next time,


P.S. Wow, that story alone without this P.S. note was 199 letters! Whew. That was close.

Discussing the Topic of the Blog

Hey guys! My name’s a secret. You can call me Strange.

I guess you’re probably wondering what this blog is about.

Well, my friends, let me tell you.

It is about ANYTHING!


And at times NOTHING!

 So WHY, you ask, am I doing all this SCREAMING?

It is BECAUSE, my friends, I have absolutely NO IDEA WHAT TO WRITE ABOUT!

So maybe next post I’ll talk about something relevant and important to the world like nature conservancy or education.

But probably not.

Peace out!