prettyjusteen

I am four

and a self-proclaimed 

hero of bravery.

The plane whirs in my ears,

loud and incessant and monstrous,

but I sit as soundly as I can.

Solemn and stoic,

It all started with the big bang — the mighty "thwack"-ing noise that connected my body to the prickly embrace of the wood chips below. My descent from the jungle gym was far from graceful, solo mission "rescue Mr.