I thought I would try to take this website in a totally new direction. In this day and age with identity theft and all that jargen, I thought it might be a good time to make this website less personal and more about stories and thoughts in my head. Please be patient; this may take sometime with a two year old at my feet constantly.
Ramona was a young girl of eight. Not your typical doll playing little girl, but a real tom boy that would rather wear blue jeans than the little frilly dresses her mother sent her to school in everyday. If the boys at school picked on her she would do it right back, or even worse, beat up on the boys that just wouldn't give up. |