Takeover Tuesday!

Edited to add: If you're wondering

why I've taken over this blog for the day...

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My name is…
Well, it doesn’t matter what it is because it might

be changed anyway.
I am…
A girl.

I think I’m about eight or nine years old.

For a long time, I was running around

inside a head answering questions.

Sometimes, because the person whose head I was in

didn’t seem to like the answers,

I was asked to change them!

I got so dizzy, so hemmed-in, I kept yelling to be let out.

Eventually, I got my own way.

You’d think life would have got easier then,

wouldn’t you?

But it didn’t. I’ve spent the last few days

answering – or trying to answer –

more questions.
Until today.

Tuesday August 11th 2009.
The thing is, I’ve told ‘my person’ what I’m called,

what colour my hair is, where I live,

who I live with, what my problems are -

that’s apart from the problem of how to stop her

asking more questions so I can get on with life!

who my friends are – or are not – and stuff like that.
Right now, my person is busy studying all my

answers to her questions and writing

lots of notes so while she’s doing that

I thought I’d ask a few questions of my own.

Seeing as my person is too busy to answer them,

I’m hoping that some of you,

who have lived inside someone’s head,

will answer them.
I think I’ll call this post:

Character to Character

When the person whose head you’ve been

running around inside of lets you out,

do you have to answer loads more questions

like I did?

If you’ve already told that person your name,

does h/she ever say it’ll need

to be changed

because it doesn’t go with

the colour of your hair,

or your size, or the year you’re living in,

or your personality?

Does your person try to stop you

doing something you want to do –

or does your person let you

have your own way to see what happens?

Oh, sugar and sherbet!

My person needs to check something out with me.

It looks like she’s in a bit of a tizz-wozz

so I better go.

I’ll try to come back later and, meanwhile...

It would be great if some of you –

or some of the people whose head you lived inside –

could answer my questions.