I'm not mean, evil, or stupid as some people thought.

I'm just curious.

Curiosity, it's almost everything that makes me.

I wondered if I could ride a cat, so I sat on it.

I almost choked it to death, curiosity.

I'd twirl my finger around my dad's chest hair, ripping it out.

Giggling, not knowing it caused pain, curiosity.

Seeing what would happen if I ate a leaf.

Curiosity.

Sticking a blueberry up my nose; when wet blueberries expand.

Curiosity.

Biting my sister's toes, wanting to know how they tasted.

Curiosity.

Shooting my friend in the head with a nerf gun, eating cat food, roller skating down the stairs, riding a bike with no hands....

All of my memories are caused by my

Curiosity.