ME, THE UNUSUAL

I used to be a prolific writer in Spanish. I learnt to write at the age of five thanks to my grandma that took the time to teach me. This was for me the most incredible tool because I was shy and writing became my own medium to communicate. I did not speak much but I had so much going on in my own head that pouring it into words, creating sentences, and filling my journals with my stories, became second nature. Definitely I stopped talking. Besides, my mom sort of raised me to be almost like a doll. Wherever place she asked me to sit, I was supposed to stay still and quiet. How did she manage to control me that way? Easy. With…