A book asked me once: If you could take a pill that would make you need only two hours of sleep a day would you take it?

And I said: I don’t know

Because I was eleven and at eleven I didn't know that life would be this kind of hell

Not that kind of hell with the regular connotation but this i-dont-want-to-go-to-school i-cant-do-that-either collapsing-exhausted-on-the-bed kind of hell

At eleven I was still watching tv shows with my family going to football games with my friends eating dinner at the damn kitchen table!

now i'm sixteen

and i'd answer differently