Thinkabel

When I was a young teenager, I used to day dream a lot. My imagination was so active i slipped in and out of reality without warning . A habit which got me into a lot of trouble at school because I was almost always absent minded in class. The teacher's  call for me will often startle me back into reality. This daydreaming earned me the nickname "Thinkabel' amongst my class mates and I hated it very much.

 Occasionally when the class was unattended to, I will snooze into my zone of imagination where I had a different family and friends and we could play and go wherever we wanted. I think in my world I had a different name and origin too. Each time I didn't like somebody so much, i just swap him or her in my world to suit my needs. I often changed my parents and teachers  a lot of times ...hehehe (guess that was the beginning of my madness) It was when the class became unusually quiet
that i will come around and find all eyes on me. They will then burst into laughter and tease me until school closes. A few of my classmates will often ask me what a little girl my age is thinking about? Though I would have loved to give an explanation and have them experience in  my joy of never really being alone, I dared not, because it wouldn't make any sense to them. Heck, I didn't even understand what was happening myself! least explain to others. Besides I was already branded as a "thinker". Couldn't make matters worse and be tagged "Insane" too. 

I tried to stop but the more I tried, the worse it became.Soon I began mouthing words and little sentences too which were unfortunately visible and audible.My nightmare at school then worsened .Atlas "crazy" manifested! As I grew older, everything began to fall in their right places and  I was able to put my imaginations on leash and in order too. Step by step I begun threading my imaginations into words and unto paper. Soon I became the one of the best essay writers in my school and till now I don't know anyone who hasn't  asked me to write one thing or another for them. Talent they call it and i am glad mine is Writing. All I need is the alphabets and the story of Happiness, Sadness or Indifference will be written and in bold letters...