A thought.

Daddy always calls me a loudmouth. It never bothers me, its just who I am. Always talking too much, too loud, only occasionally making sense. So here I am, talking and telling stories. I always used to tell my little sister how I wanted to be an astronaut. It was the fourth grade trip to the Johnson's Space center in Houston that got me all inspired. But eventually I figured that science was not so much for me.

I want to be a writer.