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Story 8:
My boyfriend and I were long-distance, and lately he was being super weird on our calls. One night, I showed him my cat on video chat, and he said, “Wait, is that Socks?” My cat’s name is Whiskers.
He tried to cover it up saying, “Oh! Just guessed, haha.”
We didn’t talk anymore. (Socks was my new roommate’s cat. She’d been FaceTiming from the same couch.)
So yeah. My cat didn’t catch a mouse, but it did catch a che:ater.
Story 9:
At 22, I took one of those DNA tests for fun. Got a ping: “You’re a match with someone named Leo, aged 12.” I don’t know any Leos. I asked my parents. My mom freaked out and made me delete the app.
A few weeks later, we got a letter in the mail. No return address. Just a photo of a little boy. Looks exactly like I did at that age.
Written on the back: “Thank you for donating. You gave me a brother.”
Story 10:
My mom always made a big deal out of my birthday: same cake, same song, same story about the day I was born.
This year, she slipped up. She said, “You were almost a Leo baby!” But I’m born in late October. I laughed it off. She didn’t.
That night, I pulled out my birth certificate. It had been reissued when I was five. Turns out, I wasn’t born in October. I was adopted from her teenage cousin.
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