Week 23-I Am Finn

I have been encapsuled in this woman's body for almost six months. The first few were, of course, a blur. You cannot expect a zygote to remember anything. But ever since I perked up my little ears I can pick up on stuff and daydream about my future life all day long. Well, all day long is aggressive since I do sleep about eighteen hours each day. So far these are the facts that my power of deduction has provided me with:

- My dad's name is "Chele"

- My mom and dad speak different languages. (If I had emojis I'd insert a really excited one here!)

- I think I might be going to a city called New York. This city is VERY loud.


And this one I am one hundred percent sure of: I am Finn.