I was 5 when I was able to write a different language...which was bengali. My mother was very shocked to know that because we.....Nope she wasn't shocked CUZ WE ARE INDIANS!!!! In fact I was scared of that language cuz it is really hard....actually I thought that cuz I AM REALLY BAD AT Bengali•̀.̫•́✧. So I tried to ignore that language but heh uk (oooooh short form of u know is like uk *noice) Everyday my mom would call me and that was the most hard time for me (bg music: hiririri ririririririri umumbowe) So I said to myself What are you doing it is the moment for you to learn a new language learn..(start echoing) learn..learn...learn...learn aand then I got turned on and started learning Nah just kidding. I was forced to learn it....my brain was enjoying seeing me suffer as well as learning a new language. Yea brain are cruel. So this is a story of mine so if you like it plzz comment so that you can here more of my stories...bye!!ヽ(^o^)丿
