My Story: I was about 11 years old. I joined this archery class. There was a 9-year-old girl named Matilda there.
Her eyes were ORANGE. I’m not kidding. Orange.
We talked for a while. She looked at me with this deadpan expression and said “I have something to show you.”
We snuck to the back of the class and she said “Watch me.”
She held up a finger and spun it. Suddenly, on this hot, humid summer day, there was a breeze.
I wasn’t imagining it. Other people noticed. A few of the kids went “aaahh.”
She did it several times every day.
I haven’t seen her since then. I often wonder what happened to Matilda, the little girl with the ability to control the wind.
This is 100% true. I’m not kidding, I promise.