When I was in elementary school, I went through this phase where I was really into being a detective and I got this really cool detective kit from Barnes and Noble (at least, I thought it was legit, I’m sure it was really shitty) it had a magnifying glass and all sorts of cool stuff in it, and I played with it all the time and I really wanted a trench coat and all that jazz. I would do these “investigations” with my best friend Jessica; basically, we would find random papers and items at a local park and make up stories about how they were clues to a fake mystery. When Harriet the Spy came out, I started a notebook that I would write down all these “investigations” in and I used a compact mirror to spy on people. I would watch America’s Most Wanted every Saturday night and write down all of the suspect information on a piece of printer paper with my magic markers. I swore I was going to be the one to find one of these criminals one day, and if you would have asked me, I would have told you that I wanted to be a detective when I grew up. I really miss that time in my life, I was so full of adventure and imagination, and I still have that within me for the most part, but there is something about being a kid, everything was so fascinating to me. I grew out of it and I don’t want to be a detective anymore. Actually, i have no idea what I want to be anymore, but maybe someday I will. Who knows, maybe I will be a detective!