The year 2005 was about selling the most girl scout cookies, wearing all black and laying down under the tiny tree next to the playground. I got a new dog and named him Tahoe. P.E was one of my favorite classes, filled with whispers about how our teacher was the reason for the crushed smoke butts in the concrete. It was the year Mrs. Nelson’s hamster died and was replaced with another black creature behind the multi-colored cage. It was the year I attempted to read The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe but wasn’t able to get past page forty five.With little worry expect for the dreaded timed math tests, life was pretty easy.