i was never the sort of person who liked my name. too many people could neither spell it nor pronounce it, so i did what any rational person would do: changed it. this has been going on since i was about five, with each nickname falling into disuse after i got tired of it or fell out of the circle where it was used.
a girl i knew in middle school just wrote on my wall and used my old nickname. and it took me a second to figure out who the hell she was talking about until i remembered.
i don't even remember who i was in middle school, but somehow that name takes me back.
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