How It Really Was

I created this entry as a humorous portrayal of my life growing up- I had to be in bed every night by 8:00 p.m., I had no streetlights outside cause I lived out in the country, we were too poor to have cap guns so we hit the caps with rocks to make them blow, we tied ourselves in an old hammock and spun it because we were too poor to go to the fair, we didn't have food stamps, we had crappy government food given to us in cans, we used an outhouse cause we had no inside bathroom, we built our own treehouses, tied ropes on the branches of the trees and swung down to the ground, screaming all the way, cause in our little minds we were Tarzan, we played cowboys and Indians and made believe kill each other but we didn't turn out to be killers cause we would have had our asses whipped by our parents, we didn't dare tell our parents to shut up, but might have said I hate you and then ran like hell before they could catch us, this was only because the teenage years were confusing. If we ran away from home we didn't go far cause there were no streelights to see where we were running too and the dark was scary. It was o.k. to say faster than a speeding bullet, cause we associated the bullet with Superman, not with killing our classmates. We had no idea what sex was cause our parents wouldn't talk to us about it, except to say don't do it. If we got caught smoking we were made to smoke till we puked thereby ruining any future chance of becoming addicted because smoking was always associated with puking. We caught fireflies in jars, played in the woods, ran around barefoot all summer and yes we drank water from a hose.