Wingless Chapter 1.2

For a long time, I wasn’t going out or meeting new people i was only practicing my painting skill.
It got me thinking, did my parents want me to stay at home and only go out for working in the grocery? I didn’t think so.

The summer festival was in town so that was a great place to start. I was roller-skating, but it wasn’t my kind of thing. It was funny, but when you are not good at it and just driving in circles for yourself it´s not funny. 

 I saw a hotdog eating competition was going to start, and why not give it a try. And who knew I was good at eating hotdog fast, good enough to win? I won a big plate of hotdogs, kind of funny, because I didn’t felt for eating one hotdog more the next days. It was getting late so I decided to go home to bed