When I was seven.....
My parents' unfinished basement holds a lot of memories including the side of the stairway. Our pencil sharpener is fastened to the side and those sharp pencils and clean "canvas" tempted us to tag on occasion. Many years back, my mother wanted to repaint the stairs, so I asked if she can leave the side "as is".
And, yes, I was called Missy until Junior High School when I became much too "sophisticated" for a nickname so "young sounding".
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that is so awesome......
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