A challenge to come up with a six-word memoir. I know there's a "six word" thing going around. Hemingway was triple-dog-dared into coming up with a six word story. It was:
For sale: Baby shoes, never worn.
As I think Mark Twain once said, "I would have written a shorter letter, but am rushed for time", I could have written a shorter memoir, but I didn't have the time. And I'm tired of having this hanging over my head.
So. Here is my eleven word memoir:
When I said, "Leave me alone", I meant "Stop hurting me."
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